.stay as long as you like!”“You don’t think your husband would mind?” Sandy asked.“Yeah, he probably will….he’ll feel like it’s crampi...g his style, but he’ll get over it.”When Sandy arrived the following Saturday, Paula opened the door to her knock and they exchanged kisses and a warm hug. Paula took her sister upstairs to the spare bedroom and helped her unpack, then suggested she take a shower to help relax, which Sandy readily agreed to.A few minutes after Sandy had undressed and stepped. . believe me, it happens a lot.“I’ll do my best to steer you away from those kinds of situations. Of course, you can always insist on making an investment in whatever scheme grabs your fancy. It’s your money after all. My point is that it’s not in my best interests, to watch your money disappear through bad investment. I earn my money as a percentage of the net gains of your wealth, over a year long period. I do not earn a commission on each transaction.“Are there any questions so far?”Dexter. “What the hell are you doing? Someone will see!” Jack panicked as Laura dropped to her haunches, immediately taking the head of his cock into her hot mouth. “Oh my god!” He shuddered as her expert mouth caused him instant pleasure. Jacie’s house was positioned at the end of a small close; the door was at the side, up the driveway. Only if someone were to exit the house next door would they be seen. In the heat of the moment, these rational thoughts did not enter Jack’s mind. He was torn. You can do that for me can't you slave?" "Y-yes I can do ...(pant)..that. You will (pant)...let me pee in a minute...please?" She release her grip on me and walked outside the shower to observe me through the glass. "Yes slave, I will tell you when." I started to tremble in anticipation of the release soon to come. I could hear my self excited as a small "oh!" escaped me with each breath. There I was, nude except for the chain around my neck, legs wide apart, intruder in my rectum, hands locked.