At this moment I was now standing at the Apalach Regional Airport, watching Mike, my old friend, bring his twin engine business class Cessna 355 in to...land. It may be a prop aircraft, but was quite nice, and the best part was that it was carrying Ashley Brooke West, who was coming for an agreed weekend of “training”. Mike was nice enough to bring the two bags I had allowed this submissive, and setting them at her feet I signed the invoice, shook hands, and thanked him for his time. Mike. The third morning of her visit, the weather was awful. I saw my wife off to work and my son off to school and puttered with cleaning up my equipment while I let Ronnie sleep in. Around mid-morning, she stumbled out of the guest room and into my little office, rubbing the sleep from her eyes. She was wearing a pair of shorts and a wife-beater t-shirt. I could see the large dark nipples of her nearly non-existent breasts through the thin white material and had to remind myself to look her in the. She knew that if she wanted to take advantage of him, nowwas the time to do it before he came down off his sex high.She sat him down on the yellow and peach velour lounge that was there forthe models' use to rest between photo shoots. His breathing was still comingin short pants and Jean noticed that his cock was still straining inside hisdripping wet thong. In fact, his entire body was dripping with theaccumulated sperm of the three men who had repeatedly violated his mouth andrectum. As Jean. ’ Shirley Chin was taken aback, she did not want to be moved but working with Mark was almost unbearable. Mark felt the same way, he could not stand Shirley, her lack of imagination. Sometimes though he did check out her chubby breasts and round ass, for an Asian girl she was very curvy, but still that little habit of clearing her throat always drove him mad. For her part Shirley could not stand Mark’s always leaping to conclusions before reading the reports, even though a good deal of the time.