I didn’t want Treasury to come back or to start to seize things because I didn’t pay taxes on the money. Dad texted back to say we could talk abou... this on Monday. He had ideas on accountants who were beyond reproach, and with reasonable rates to boot.I went to the bathroom to take care of things, brushed my teeth, and went into the sultan’s suite. The place is fucking humongous. In the center are king-sized memory-foam mattresses, each with a mattress pad made with Velcro to hold everything. As she walked to the kitchen, Barry had to follow. Leigh made Barry drink a second cup of coffee very quickly. When he was finished Melissa said, “I’m ready whenever you are.”“Let’s get started,” Leigh replied. “Everything is as ready as it will ever be. The sooner we get started, the sooner we’ll let this stupid piece of shit piss and cum. Oh I bet he’s going to piss up a storm too.”Turning to Barry, Leigh said sternly, “OK you fucking loser piece of shit slave. The game we’re playing is that. " Pointing at the contraption he was sitting on. Suddenly he realized that this was the toilet, of sorts. The seat had a hole to it and under there was a bedpan placed. He flushed a little as he looked at her."Thanks, I'll handle it from here." He tried to assure her. She still refused to leave, just looking, as if waiting for him to go. "Look, what's your name?" Sandra." Sandra. I'll do just fine. But I can't when you're looking."She seemed to understand. but then she asked. "And you're going. Their mouths opened moreand more and their tongues probed deeper and deeper.Tommy began to rock his hips against hers, but hisaching cock was so bound up he couldn’t really feelanything. Suddenly, he was standing there by himself. Catherinewas across the room where she picked up a towel andwiped the back of her neck. “You… uh… got it righton the first try,” she said, not facing him. “Yeah, thanks,” said Tommy. He picked up his skateboard, dropped it,.