“Doctor Reaper, my name is Sandra Kellogg and I’m with Florentine Films.”“Yes, we’ve been playing tag for a few days. It’s nice to talk to...you. How can I help you?”“Mister Burns asked that I contact you. We’d like you to help with a project we’re working on,” she said.“Who is Mister Burns and what kind of project? I’ve never worked a security project for a film company. Is this some sort of consulting project?” I asked.‘Uh, no, sir. This isn’t a consulting project. I understand that you’re a. Before I knew it she was standing in the hotel hallway in high heels, stockings. God, she looked hot. I told her I had one more thing for her and I reached into my pocket and pulled out the collar we had bought for her a few months ago (the one that says "SLUT"), and I buttoned it around her neck. She was too surprised to react. She just stood there with that dirty little look on her face. I took the dress out of her hands and I knocked on the door. John must have been standing right on the. I know what is coming. I know his type. Firm hand, demanding nature. Needs a good, hard outlet to maintain their perfect facade of having it all together.I prepare myself for what is most likely going to hurt.“Hands, mouth, or ass?” I ask.“What?” he says, nearly stumbling over his words.“You want my mouth? You pay. You want my hands? You pay. You want my ass? You pay double. You want me handcuffed and blindfolded while I go down?” I stick a finger in my mouth and wiggle it suggestively. “Then. He goes deep right away.“Oh GOD!” She squeals – part pleasure, part surprise.We can hear Darren in the background saying, “Oh yes!” as she squeals.As soon as Randall feels her moist flesh around his shaft he cuts loose – thumping deep and hard, with short rapid strokes.Donna has her head up, facing forward, and her mouth open – her expression changing slowly from a look of shock to a look of happiness ... A smile growing across her face.Her breathing becoming suddenly ragged as the beast fucks.