”John heard Brenda say, “That’s not a problem.”Looking up to see her standing at the door John introduced her to ‘Mr Smith, ‘ who in turn,...introduced her to the others.Then ‘Mr Smith’ asked, “Why did you say it wouldn’t be a problem?”“Just do what I had the tracking chip people do, back date the contract to this past Wednesday. I’ve the Warden’s signature stamp, and that should cover the contractual agreement. I’ll let her know what she ‘signed.’“John thought to himself, She has too sharp a. And he never showed mercy.Suddenly, the opening of the door pulled her out of her thoughts. A man dressed in a light blue shirt and black slacks, with his sleeves rolled up, walked into the room.“That’s her?” a man dressed in a light blue shirt and black slack asked. His tone was curt and genteel. He was clearly educated.“Yeah. That’s her.” another man, dressed in black leather jacket and jeans, growled. As if telling her that she was in big trouble.Not that she didn’t know that already.The. He sucked her clitoris into his mouth, running his tongue back and forth across it, shooting sparks of pleasure up her spine. He licked it faster … faster … his tongue rapidly ran back and forth over her clit. “Ohhhhhhhh….” Ashley cried cumming. Her face was clenched in ecstasy; her hands were forcing his face right against her pussy. The inner walls of her pussy were convulsing, her heart was pounding as she came violently. “Ohhh God!” she moaned, releasing him. She was panting, lying back. KC and her gifts from Paris were just the kind of excitement the girls loved. I could see that the Paris trip for KC had set a precedent. On future trips to such great cities, I’d be remiss not to take one of the girls with me. I wondered if that would include domestic flights.I had gotten personal credit cards for each of the girls except Brita, who waved off the request with a brush of her hand. She was already a billionaire so I didn’t push the issue. The arguments about using them had gone.