And the host is the kind of woman we pray to see on our show ... Sexy, slim, with bolt-on fake tits and long dark hair hanging in curls over her shoul...ers. She’s dressed in one of her too-small PVC business suits, with those tits doing everything they can to explode out into view ... Beside her, trotting along obediently, her big blue-grey Weimaraner, Logan – who looks up at her with the kind of loyalty that only a dog addicted to pussy can show a woman.As Renae approaches, she introduces. "It's meant to be!" she shouted back. Good God, what have I gotten myself into? I wondered. I excused myself and headed for the bathroom. When I pushed the door open, I stood open-mouthed. I recognized one of the girls on my team backed against the wall. Her skirt and panties were in a pool around her high heels and kneeling before her, almost in reverence was an intern. His head was buried between her legs and from where I stood I could hear her moans as he licked her. I was aware of. Harper arrived because it made her feel ultra-clean. Plus she always gave herself an enema. Mr. Harper always rimmed her.Beth counted down the minutes until there were only five minutes to wait. She’d had something on her mind these past weeks, something she needed to discuss with Mr. Harper.She heard the front door open and then saw him open her bedroom door. He had a big smile on his face and he said, “Hi, kitten.”He held his arms open and Beth rushed to him and they kissed. Beth wrapped her. The Viagra had to be working, my cock was once again, hard as steel. She broke the kiss, each of us, catching our breath, and she said, “Wow, you sure know how to kiss.”I replied, “Looks who’s talking. That’s the most sensual kiss I’ve ever had, and I certainly want more, but not just yet. That car was so hot, I was sweating, so I need to take a quick shower.” “Hey you go for it, big guy, I’ll be waiting for you.” I thought she’d appreciate the fact that I wanted to be perfectly squeaky clean.