They blocked all attempts at outside employment.Karen was sympathetic to my plight but I felt angry, invaded, and powerless. How could the corporation...exercise that level of control over my personal life? I didn’t choose to be a ‘Stepford Wife’ as my field of endeavor.My frustration became obvious but Karen offered me a solution. She explained that she started her own business with a few other partners' wives as employees.My curiosity was piqued, and I asked, “What kind of business is this?”She. Quickly, just the thought of getting fucked made Ivan shoot his hot cum onto the car seat and floor. Ben smiled as he continued to stroke the boy’s cock and drained every last drop of that load. Then he went back to deep fingering the lube inside the ready aching teen ass.Finally, Ben had Ivan stop giving him the blow job turning the boy around on the seat so that he was on the young but able hands and knees facing the passenger door. Now Ben grabbed those ass buns, spreading them wide as the. She was still holding his cock. "Aah... No idea... can you please... ?" Wanna know?" Trisha said and rubbed against him. "Wanna know how hot I am right now? Do you Josh?"Joshua suddenly stopped and smiled at her, thinking that maybe he had just regained the upper hand. "Are you going to show me how hot you are?" he said."Wanna fuck me? Josh? Here on my boring desk?"Joshua felt his self-confidence coming back. "Sure, I'd love to, but not..."Joshua's words turned into a squeak as Trisha grabbed. Ashley can feel drool already falling out of her spread-open mouth. She watches it drip down onto the ass of the slave-girl below her. The girl shivers with pleasure as each strand of Ashley's saliva hits her skin and trickles down between her legs. "I'm going to need you to sign a new contract for me," Mistress says, nonchalantly as she picks up a clipboard from the other side of the room. Her clacking heels return her next to Ashley. She holds it in front of Ashley for a moment, allowing her.