" I do indeed, Miss Macintyre, and will do my utmost to expedite matters." Thank you, Mr Anstruther. I can't ask you to do more."She bearded her fathe... that night over supper."Father, I need money for housekeeping. I've just about exhausted Mum's cash reserve. Can you transfer the housekeeping you pay her to my account?" Very well!" The other thing is that with me living here I think you will need to increase it." Hmm. See you how you go for a fortnight after she gets home and I'll think about. George smiled and continued looking through my bag. "What's this?" He asked holding up my butt plug. "It's my butt plug." I muttered. Putting his hand in the small of my back. He said. "Com mer... Anybody ever tell you, how sexy you are?" I shook my head no. Eyeing my ass as he fondled the flowered panties that covered it.Sitting next to him on the sofa,I couldn't help but see the bulge in his jeans. He looked down and smiled. "Can I touch it..... please?" I begged. "Yes...you may, sweetie." He. The shorts were designed so their dicks could hang out the front. A specially designed cinch acted like a cock ring with the pull of a string. The people watching would get their money's worth. He might even give his secretary the gift of a holiday with some of the proceed money, Pierce thought with a laugh.The room was fully equipped with a sound board, a technician and all the lights and special effects that could be imagined. On one end was the audience. They were perfectly quiet knowing. When they got back there, and opened the door, the first thing they both said was, "Phew, this place stinks." Robert adjusted the ventilation while Karen checked the bed. The sheets were a mess of cum and pussy juice."There are extra sheets under the bed," Robert told her as fresh air blasted into the room. Karen rolled the old sheets together and off the bed. Then she put a new sheet on the bed. Soon things smelled much better. Both of them were by now worn out. Robert dimmed the lights, and.