. wow. Don't lie to me unless you want more, slave. If you get erect, you get my permission." Yes, Princess," I groaned."Finish fast, I want to get ...hat belt on you." She left the room.Not too long after, I finished. The bathroom was as clean as it would ever get as a result of my three hours labor. "Finished, Princess," I called out.She walked in to inspect. "Good enough," she said after a few minutes of looking around and pointing out random spots for me to clean. "Let's go get that. Vicky gurgled on his cock, her lips forced into his pubic hair. The thwack of his balls cracked through the room, joining the wet plunge of Melody's fingers.“Cum in their mouths, Clint,” Melody moaned. “Please, please, cum!”“Yes,” Clint growled.Door closed. Heels clicked. Not footsteps, heels. It was Dr. Bernice this time.Clint slammed his cock into my mouth and unloaded. “Take it, Mom. Fuck, you are such a slut.”His cum splashed into my mouth. He grunted with each one. The clicking heels came. .. kept looking at him and finding reasons to talk to him. She seemed to always be checking on him and kind of ... hovering ... even when he didn’t need her. For someone who is always being hit on by women everywhere, it was obvious to Ryan what she was doing, even if she didn’t realize it herself.The first day’s business was concluded by 5:00, and the representatives of the Sheaffer Group were scheduled for a dinner cruise that departed at 6:00. They loaded into several limousines to transport. All the way through the phone call she had been alternating between caressing her breast and tickling her clitoris. Now with both hands free, she plunged two fingers from one hand deep inside her while the other hand cupped her tit. She pinched the nipple gently and gasped as a shiver of delight surged through her. She had kept herself on the edge of orgasm throughout the conversation. The sound of his voice on the phone played to her sense of arousal. Even talking about mundane things, she.