A piercing scream followed.Big Boy stepped back, his dick hurling jets of sperm. Victoria had slumped on the floor, breathing haltingly, holding her c...est with both hands. She felt like her heart would burst any moment. A jet of sperm landed on her head, decorating her thick hair like garland."No way, I knew it. You are too tight, " Big Boy said and headed toward the bathroom."Wait! I could cope with that ... but in a different way ... I'm experienced enough already."Big Boy threw a slighting. Not until he had taken that fucking whore as his slave. She had awakened a desire within him that he hated but couldn't resist. He was convinced she was a witch and he was determined to punish her. As he looked upon this tiny thing he was filled with a mixture of lust and anger. Catherine was whispering into his ear how she had broken it in while she rubbed his cock through his pants. When she was finished he called for the other slave. "I hear you had a good time today." Tommy said as petted. “Well, yes… I am here on business. You can call meAlan.” I introduced myself as my eyes began to wanderfrom her eyes to her breasts, which was still heavingup and down from the vigorous performance on stage.“If you like what you see… come here more often… Iam here every night, but I must dash now to my nextstage. See you around!” She said, noticing where myeyes had landed.I like the innuendo and as she turned to leave, Igrabbed her by her arm and asked, “How can I. Hugh tried to remember what it was like when he was running the company. All that came back to him were images of performance reviews, schedule slippage, resource constraints, angry and demanding customers. 'But I liked it once, didn't I? Why did I do it?'Hugh felt Mr. O'Neil squeeze his hand. Hugh looked at him and smiled, and was rewarded when Mr. O'Neil smiled back.'Maybe I just had to prove to myself that I could do it. But, now what do I do? What do I want to do? Should I be getting.