The pressure he felt was like nothing he had ever experienced. He then looked up at Jasmine, who was standing at his head. He had been correct. At som... point of her work, she had removed her bra. Her breasts were proudly on display.They were firm and her nipples were hard and shiny from the remnants of the oils. She moved to his side and reached over him to get more oils. Her nipples were inches from his face. He wanted to suck one in, but resisted. As she moved back, they raked across his chin. No, respect was essential, and a lack of respect, or a perceived lack of respect could result in someone becoming seriously dead.Now Mr. G. was no common thug, or so-called Mafioso. One was a new breed of criminal. Well educated, savvy on the Law, criminology, DNA, and technology, He ran an organization that used both technology and terror to keep the cash flowing, and to keep the average citizens in line."Pete, get JJ and Duke. We need to have a meeting," One told his second-in-command. A few. "Yes, Master!" her voice called out, thick with passion."Get over here!"Chyna pulled out of a pile of concubine flesh, leaving behind Toni, Alexina, and Mindy as they sucked and nibbled on each other. She came over, her heavy breasts swaying. She was a younger version of Shannon, just as beautiful, a budding flower compared to her mother's full bloom."Nurse your daughter, Shannon," Kyle groaned, moving back to Ms. Capello's breast.Shannon shuddered and Chyna let out a squeal as she fell on her. You can sleep there tonight."All the girls, including Julie, filed through a set of double doors, and down a hall. It opened up into a long room. There was a table that ran the length, covered with a white tablecloth, and was set for dinner. Somebody had told them we were here, because there were places set for us.On the table were big bowls of beef stew, platters of cornbread, and brownies for dessert. It was acceptable food, but it all tasted like it was all prepackaged, and all the cooks did.