When he finally found his voice, he said, “For a man not yet thirty, I make good money. I make more than I can spend. But it isn’t millions.”“...hen we won’t have any financial problems,” she said with a grin. “We can just fuck like rabbits and be ridiculously happy.”“Are you telling me that Bryce made a million last year?”“Actually, I think he netted over two million. I have five guys making over a million a year. Why?”“I just had no idea that kind of money existed,” he said in a gasp.“It’s a. Any way, she told me some thing kind of strange when I moved in.Things that go bump in the night aren't always bad. I asked her to explain, but, she wouldn't say any more. I just figured she was talking about the owls hooting, the crickets, maybe a possum or a raccoon. Either way I had lived in the country before, so, I was fine with what ever.It took me a few days to get settled in and use to my surroundings. One thing I noticed every night was a bright light on at the big house. I just. He greeted us as "Mistress Barb and Sir" which pleased us. Barb looked at him for a few seconds before asking, "Do you want to begin your session the same way?" and he replied, "Yes, please Mistress." He placed his hands behind his back while spreading his legs wide. Barb stood in front of him and then kicked him hard in the balls. He fell to his knees whimpering. The same thing happened two more times before Barb became bored with it.She ordered him to crawl to her to sniff her ass and pussy. ” Jenny responded. “But only if youlet me treat you this time.” “All right.” was the reply. An hour and a half later, the two women hadlunch behind them and were headed down Main St.Along the way, both women turned men’s heads. Anaction that they both took so much for granted thatneither gave it much thought. Jenny was 5’5″, with long blonde hair that ranto the midpoint of her back. Deeply tanned, shewore a pretty yellow blouse and a short.