My brother...”“Kurt,” I hissed, the bimbo forgetting her line again.“My brother Kurt made you. It is so hot. I love it! Ooh, just cum in me! Y...u’re mine now! He doesn’t get to fuck you at all.”I rolled my eyes. The real Janice sounded nothing like this bimbo. Cherri didn’t even have the right hair color. “Oh, Janice, yes, I’m going to flood your cunt with my jizz! Just spill it all into your cunt! This is so hot! I love fucking your pussy!”Did I sound this whorish and wanton when I fucked. I want to tell you how bad I am, you might feel pretty sick at time’s but I am something else.At f******n I was jerking off to my little sister, by fifteen I had cum over her sleeping body, like I said, I am sick.My dad left us when I was young and we ain’t seen him since, My mother never met anybody else and soon she turned her attention toward’s me. I remember her coming into my room when she thought I was asleep and rubbing her clit as she sucked on my young cock, once or twice I even cum. "Right. Start on a thorough inspection. If you need more time, I will pay you a daily rate. Make a realistic survey and a ball park figure of what it will cost."His face cleared. "O.k. Boss. I get started now. Probably need another couple of days here though." I was about to suggest that they come back next week but Tina whispered in his ear. He nodded.She turned to me. "I am sure we can keep the room at the pub, so if it's all right with you we will stay here over the weekend. I am certain. "I can't do that, Mr. Jalil," blurted Naima, in disbelief."In that case, we would be losing out on this very deal. Also, the reason for hiring you would then be pointless. If we lose this, then I cannot keep you in my firm," said Mr. Jalil with a tone of utmost professionalism."No, Mr. Jalil. You can't do this. You have got to save me from this," shrieked Naima, with tears running down her face. "I am sorry, Naima. This is beyond me. You have failed me and my company," declared Mr..