But as soon as I saw hisfriend I had a problem. I knew him!He had been there for the conference, and now was looking topick up a TV for a good time. W...ll, not me, I knew the guy andhis company and rather liked the idea of working for them. AndI did not want to be interviewed by a guy whose cock I hadtasted. I missed out on the sex that year but it was fun posingin the club anyway. And now? Well, this year is different. In mylate forties now, I am not a spring chicken, and I do tend to gofor. What do you want to watch next?”“What did Justin give us?”“Episodes,” Emily said, hunting around her bag for the USB stick. “He said it’s by one of the creators of Friends, and it stars ... Joey? As himself?”“Sure,” I said. “We can check that out next.”“You’re his slut,” I growled, pulling Emily’s hair. She whimpered with pleasure. “Say it.”“I’m his slut,” she pleaded. I felt like my entire body was throbbing.I felt alive.“I’m his slut,” she repeated. “I’m his slut, I’m his slut, I’m his. After a couple of minutes of us kissing deeply and feeling each other through our clothes Anne unzipped my jeans freeing my hardening cock. I saw a half smile spread across her face as she took in my full size then her mouth enveloped my growing dick, God never had I been sucked so expertly the sexy slut could do things to my cock that no woman had ever done before. For ten full minutes she used her mouth lips, tongue and teeth on my engorged cock. Every passing second I swear I grew harder, at. “You can ask her,” Waverly put her hands on her hips and stopped in the pathway. She turned around and faced Victoria. “Hey, Ice Queen!! Did you or did you not get a spanking in the dressing room. Your brother is calling me a liar,” she said.Victoria hissed like a cat but didn’t deny it. That confirmed for Junior it may have actually happened.“You didn’t call her Ma’am!” Junior pointed out a discrepancy in Waverly’s behavior.“She is a bitch like me and I called her a fucking Queen, Sir” Waverly.