"Good boy" she murmured, running her hands up his chest. His Mistress looked down to his member and smiled, watching it grow as the pain continued to ...hrob. His breathing calmed down as the pain subsided, but his erection didn't. His Mistress kissed him on the lips hard, opening her mouth and bidding him to do the same. He obliged and kissed his Mistress back. She bit quick and hard a few times at his lower lip, making him shiver in pleasure. Her own hand traveled down her flat. You have been a father figure to me.” Embracing him, not letting him go.When I released him from the bear hug, I gave him. Wiping his eyes, with the back of his hand he said. “What are you doing? Are you trying to destroy my reputation? Get out of here and forget about me, just remember what I taught you.” Giving me a light punch on the shoulder before I left. Walking down the corridor, he shouted. “Enjoy life to the full son!”Every month I send him a pack of two-hundred Dunhill International. By signing that contract not only was I signed over to him for life, but my job description also changed." How?" I became the debut star of Venus Industries' newest venture? taking over the erotic film industry. With bimbos as the stars, it was a sure-fire success because we would genuinely enjoy every second of filming. With me as the lead name, Venus could create American produced films that could match the best of hard-core cinema, from the basic 'pizza delivery guy fucks the housewife' fare. With my back to the door- I like to make sure they know I'm a bottom, despite my boner- I slide my shorts down to my knees and start stroking my cock. It doesn't take long, and within just a couple minutes, I hear the door creak open wider, and feel the guy nudge up against me as he fully enters the room and shuts the door closed behind him. I quickly slide my shorts all the way, toss them on the seat, and start grinding into his jeans, already feeling his firm cock pressing against my ass.