.Yeah man he said,I thought i could feel those big sexy lips was suck me right thru the wall with you.I had to admit that his replt kinda threw me for...a loop.I felt my dick stiffin.My dick is about 10 inches full,so it wasnt hard to miss what I was feeling at the moment.Here's where the the story goes left at.I look up at earl, & he's staring at my half hard dick.I guess I was caught up in the moment because next thing I know,earl had wrapped his entire hand around my large swelling dick.My. She needed to be luredand baited and that was just as well with me. The rhythm she moved and spokein fit me perfectly as I whispered into her ear, as I painted pictures in airand dressed my lies in shiny holiday outfits. I can hear her moan, like an animal in pain. I smile with my eyes. I knowthat what she is experiencing can not be called pain. It's so much more afterall. I can smell her. She wore silk and latex, black and elegant, looking slightly arrogant andcold in her spike-heeled, high. In ten years they opened 35 stores nationally and when they opened them in Canada and Europe they changed the name to Trent International.My father made that company but it was Will that controlled the stock. When he took the company public he gave my father only 500 shares of stock. My father had the title of Vice President of Marketing, but others were promoted and paid more.I hated Will Trent his wife, his perfect life and the fact that he stole the life my father should have had. My dad is. Gloria remarked on how cruel she was being and then said, if it was up to her, I'd suffer far greater humiliations for daring to think I could force Nancy to blow me at work."Like what, Mom?" asked Nancy, fanning the flames with a wicked grin."Like that ping-pong paddle spanking for one thing." Okay." She turned to me and said, "Slave, I order you to submit to Mistress Gloria for forty whacks on your ass with a ping-pong paddle. Now!" I curtsied and came into the garage, dripping.She pulled the.