You are not an ogre or monster of some kind. I find you to be likeable but as for an explanation, I can't give you any valid reason." Ready to order?"...Tim asked as the waitress came forward.Emma nodded. "I'll have a shrimp cocktail for an appetizer, the salad with ranch dressing, a ladies cut of filet mignon medium rare, a twice baked potato," she smiled, returning her menu to the waiter."The same for me except I'll take the bigger cut. Just baked potato with butter, no sour cream. And a bottle. ”Simone entered the office and inhaled the now familiar aroma of something she couldn’t properly define but her mind sensed it was the smell of authority, the scent of supremacy. As ever it also made her feel a little giddy but at the same time gave her a warm sensation of comfort and security. She just loved to be here in his company.“Good morning Mr. Botha, how are you today?” she said. “Am I too early for my instructions?”It was really a rhetorical question for each day began in the same way. B was finally ready to join us. I took his erection in my hands and gave it a quick kiss, but before I did more I spend a moment staring up, where the two men, who at that point formed my entire universe, shared another passionate kiss. Only when that broke did I move B’s penis from my hands to my mouth. I was immediately rewarded with a grunt of pleasure.I’m afraid that at this point my sense of chronology deserts me. I think C eventually bend over again and started sucking B’s cock with me.. Remember, my house, my rules. Go wash,” she said firmly, pointing in the direction of the bathroom.Brent cupped one ass cheek as he kissed her quickly before heading to the bathroom. Emma went, nude, to the kitchen.As Brent turned on the shower and waited for it to warm, he heard the distinctive sound of kibble pouring into a metal bowl which clinked against the kitchen’s tile floor.He stepped into the stream of water and began soaping himself. As he did so, he reflected on the night before,.