Came the next week and I was for some reason waiting for Shakshikala to ring the door bell. My GF as promised had given me quite a lot of waste cloths...from her collections of cloth and was happy to get rid of them. As on time, Shakshikala rang the doorbell, I took my time opening the door. She looked more beautiful today wearing a sky blue saree and a white blouse with her black mangal shutra being the only jewellery visible on her body except for a few plastic bangles. She as usual asked me. “Having fun,” I answered.She shivered. “Not going to share?”“Nope.”Livie, still kneeling on her hands and knees, popped her thumb out of her mouth. She scooted closer to me, her small tits jiggling, and then she engulfed the tip of my dick. I groaned as her lips sealed about it and sucked hard on it. Her cheeks hollowed as she sucked, her tongue swirled around it as she nursed.I groaned, staring down at her dark eyes.“Aww, isn’t that cute?” purred Alison as she leaned over me to peer down.. Stand up Corey. Let me fuck you now!” Jake was so excited he was almost whining as he begged me to let him fuck me. I stood and he grabbed my arm, turned me around, and leaned me over. He got on his knees to inspect my cum filled asshole. His hands roughly parted my butt cheeks for inspection. He rubbed his finger over my butt hole and put one finger inside the opening. I felt his hot breath on my buttocks. He startlingly put his tongue to the opening and licked me several times to taste. .. "Now calm down and tell me what is going on." I had built a small but demanding practice that consisted of celebrities and their immediate families almost exclusively over the past several years. I had cultivated this practice very carefully, limiting my office staff to only one other person who I trusted implicitly, and maintaining a policy of absolute and total confidentiality. I had gone so far as to even disguising my office entrance with a fake business identity and very tight.