There was another guy sitting with the director who was around my age, cute and on his phone the whole time. A little later, I heard some of the peo...le talking to him and figured out he was the director’s son.Before starting the next scene, the director asked the same amazing looking model if she could do a quick scene with his son, she said sure. A few minutes later and they were naked, the director’s son was licking her pussy and asshole (both fresh from a fuck ten minutes earlier) which. I had a god 10 minutes looking at her generous boobs and basket of old lady underwear, but I nearly blew it across the back of the chair, so I had to put it away, before it got out of control.On another visit, she asked me to move the sofa for her, so she could vacuum behind it and, as I followed her into the lounge and back out again, I managed to whip my tallywacker out and rub it against her arse here and there, through those black polyester trousers. She never flinched, but then I didn't. It was clear that refusal would result in termination while acceptance had a 50% raise in pay. She resigned herself to the inevitable. At least he found her attractive enough to want to see more.It didn’t take long before she found out that “seeing” wasn’t the only reason for the skimpy covering. Every few days he would bend her over a chair or table like her husband did, and she would feel a cock entering her barely used pussy. This one was about the same size as the invader at home. In just a. I was frustrated because I didnt want him telling me what I could and could not do. I was worried because he did know what I had under the hood now and hed be on the watch to bust me. Weeks went by and I had won some money off a few kids that thought their Hondas and Acuras were quick enough to keep up. Low and behold after a race one night that I had won, I saw lights way, way back in my mirror and I knew it had to be Bratton because he said he was going to be watching me. I figured at the.