" You just stroked my dick, got me hard and close to blowing my load. It only makes sense for you to go ahead and make me cum" he firmly stated."Forge... it" she said. And poured another glass of her red wine."I see where this is going," Anthony continued, "I will finish the job myself. Let me see your tits to take me over the edge. I showed you my dick" as he smiled. She looked at me and I said "You have great tits, go ahead and let him see them."I then thought to myself, what is happening here?. That left me two hours before my support staff was to head home. After that, any changes needed to be made by me. I knew it was going to be a late night.Luckily, my support staff is amazing. They work hard and well and can put together the final product like nobody's business. I'm always happy with the work they do. Of course, it helps that they're very easy on the eyes.I had an assembly line going. We'd already put together the covers, designing them, printing them, laminating them, and. It was odd but there was something likeable about her master's son, despite his sadism. She padded across the room to the curtains, carefully lifting the chain attached to her ankle to stop it tinkling on the polished floor. There was a faint glow in the sky but too much cloud to see the sunrise. The ornamental gardens looked very pretty, even though it was a cold, gray November morning (or was it already December - Alexa couldn't be sure).Something streaked across the lawn into the bushes far. As much as I’m in South Bend, it’s worth having the extra expense.’ ‘I’m sure it is.’ They talked about the business climate as they ate and had after dinner coffee before Sam started his two hour drive north and home to his family. He was still smiling to himself when he got a call from Stan, his neighbor on the south side of him. ‘Sam, where are you?’ ‘North of Carmel and headed north, why?’ ‘Just get home soon.’ ‘Stan, what’s going on?’ ‘Just get home. Doreen and I will be waiting for you,’.