So I want everything perfect and everyone on their best behavior."Katherine folded her arms under her rack and asked Susan suspiciously, "Just who are...these guests, anyway?"Susan looked to Brenda again. "Um, do you mind if we have a private moment, until I can ask Tiger about what we can tell you about this?" No problem. I'll go powder my nose." Brenda walked away, down the hall to the downstairs bathroom. She didn't actually have to use the bathroom, but she wanted to honor her mistress's. The little whore was about to crawl away when con growled and bit her shoulder, drawing blood. She deserved it. He then started to really hit home, making her take all of his length, hitting her opened pussy with his ever- swelling knott. This was almost too much for me to take, my balls ached. I made Con pull out and wait a minute. When he re-mounted her, he had a new goal. Her gaping asshole. As instantly as his cock head pressed into her opening I wanted him to knott in it. That’d teach the. " She had no idea about my personal life. My boss and I had kept most of it just between the two of us.I stared at the blinking light like it was the trigger to a bomb. The light just kept on blinking and I had no idea what to do. Paula's voice through the intercom startled me when she asked if I was going to pick up the line or not? I thought for a moment and then "Okay, thanks Paula, I'll pick it up."I really didn't care about proper etiquette for answering this call. I simple picked up the. Feel free to use her as you wish. Just try to remember that you haven’t fucked me yet today,” my sister winked at me now.“She is my bitch, yes. Just as Steve is. And just as Dick and Karen are your bitches, your own parents as well,” I recalled, “and you’ve been very generous with your mother’s luscious body.”“Hey, what can I say? I’m your bitch, too, you know! We all are, deep down, bro!” Tiffany pointed to her tattoo, of course.You know, the one with the words “Bruce’s Cum Whore Forever,”.