“Saheb, you don’t even ... you are our master, we live only by the kindness of you people, we are always at your service.” she said slowly, look...ng me intently in the eye, a hint of a smile playing on her lips.“Hmm...” was all I said, still looking her in the eye, and refusing to be embarrassed by this conversation.We gazed at each other silently for a few moments, without saying a word. Then, with an apprehensive look on her face, she came closer to me and said in a low voice “Saheb, I. As Mr. Peters walked out of the room, I stood to my feet and fixed my heels. Although I had been propped on top to the conference room desk for almost twenty minutes, my black stiletto heels still caused a bit of discomfort to my feet. I knelt down for a moment as I picked up my blouse when I heard Mr. Peters comment to a gentleman who had entered the room."Robin is waiting for you Winston. I hope I didn't leave her in too much of a muddled state." Oh don't be daft Peters. You won't know what. Very fortunate. And I’m inclined to share the fruits of my personal cornucopia with others, as Stan can attest ... and as Stan seems willing to do for me, judging by how much I’m fucking his sister Mick here,” I laughed as I plowed Mick even deeper and harder now, much to her delight.“Oh, God, it’s wonderful!” Stan groaned as Moira sat back down on his face and Jane straddled his cock yet again.“Tell me about it!” Mick moaned as I plundered her delectable body.“So, mind if I suck you now?”. They immediately hardened in the cold night air. He pinched them roughly. “That’s more like it, you know I enjoyed the rough stuff with you! Better make the most of it, it’ll be years before you break in that little virgin!” Laura deftly unzipped his flies, slipping her hand inside, gripping his already hard cock. As she stroked him inside his jeans, she unbuttoned her own. Steven saw what she was doing and grabbed a handful of her curly black hair, yanking her head back. “You filthy bitch,.