How much sleep had I actually gotten? And now, something in the far reaches of my consciousness was informing me that there was something else out of ...ilter. It was the smell. It smelled like….“Hey babe! What are you still doing in bed? That’s not like you. Are you feeling okay, sweetie?” ‘Bacon,’ my consciousness finally registered the scent. “I decided to make you breakfast when I saw you were still sleeping,” my blonde aberration spoke to me.“When did you get here?” I heard my voice speak as. I was simply sick of waking up and finding myself stuck in this tired life.I drug myself out of bed and got dressed, wondering all the while about how to spend my last day. For someone like me, I guess there wasn’t much choice. I’d spend it like I spent every other: alone with my camera, one last time.I hefted my trusty camera from its place amongst the junk on my dresser and powered it on while slipping into my shoes. An unusual message filled the display.Would you like to change your life?The. I entered Anthony’s office to say hello and he got up and locked the door. He kissed me passionately and I kissed him right back. He gently pushed me to my knees and I undid his fly and took his cock out. I could really appreciate it this morning. I felt it, I licked it, I kissed it and I sucked it. It wasn’t long before Anthony told me he was about to cum. I kept him in my mouth and was rewarded with a mouthful of lovely sperm. I swallowed it all and kept sucking to get as much as I could from. She said you tell me, didn't you say I was going to be your bitch, so do what you wish to your bitch for as long as you want. Grining from ear to ear I looked her up and down and told her to turn around so I can see that ass. Having two k**s helped her put on just enough weight to give her curves in all the right places, after the twirl I stopped her in front of me and grabbed a fist full of hair and pulled her close and whispered in her ear it's time for me to own that ass. I could feel her.