He had been tomany of my concerts, but this was something he had never been privy to."This is a Carerra Bear," I said, and there were a number of nods...comingfrom the Chorus members. The bears had started to become common knowledge,so most people knew what they were."This one belongs to the people who perform with me on stage," I continued."It has the signature of every member of my band on it," I said whileturning to Jane and pointing at the new signature that had been embroideredon the bear's. Still holding her by the hips, my tempo increased. I was literally slamming into her depths and she was a mess: back covered in a perspiration-induced sheen, eye makeup running, mouth open and drooling and best of all, my cock slamming into her now-relaxed anal cavity. She accepted her fate and seemed to be enjoying more that she would have thought. The tightness of her anal-grip was getting me close so I went for it! Still holding her by the hips, I slightly picked her up and was pulling her. Their beers and papers stacking up on the small round table are threatening to fall to the floor anytime soon with each bump on the table by passing people."I'm tired of busting my ass for these stuck-up executive wannabes! Hey! Another round here, please!" Daniel bursts out. "It's not only this fucking project, it's happened a few too many times for my taste! If my head is this burnt at 31 years old, Alzheimer is going to kick in in a year or two!" It's this Agatha! She's hell bent on having. "Right you heard that Bitch, you will be called Bitch from now on. We will get your name changed legally. Your new name will show the world that you are a slave. Your only purpose in life is to serve your Mistress and her friends. Is that ok with you Bitch?" asks Donna."Yes Mistress if that pleases you," I reply. I finish my dinner with them both laughing and calling me Bitch. I go into the kitchen and tidy everything away."Come on, you can drive us to the pub," says Sarah. "Go upstairs and get.