“Stuff me with your gorgeous cockmeat.” My body was pressed against Todd’s, and I was looking over his shoulder as his cock slowly disappeared i...to Carol’s luscious vagina in a single smooth penetrating stroke. Carol groaned as she felt every inch slip past her G spot, and when he started to fuck her rhythmically, the groans turned to soft feminine grunts of pleasure. I shifted my position and got on top of Carol in such a way that our pussies, tits and lips were touching. We were able to kiss. Fire inspection was a bit of a hassle, but having gone through full consultation with a major company on it won him over. As did my barmaid, helping him explore the darker corners of the basement when I was ‘too busy’. She, um, ‘handled’ matters well. The day before we opened, Hizzonor the mayor Jim Smith himself graced our premises with his presence. I took him through ALL the facility, and he was impressed. Astrid the barmaid assisted him in trying out some of the lighter-duty equipment, and. I wondered what Claire would think if I did ask to submit. She looked down at her brother Kyle. I assumed she’d look down at me too. I would probably be just another weak-willed submissive to her.“I would appreciate that, and thank you for calling me what I am, Sir! I would never hold it against you or make you feel bad for calling me a cunt or a bitch!” Charity admitted. She reminded me that tomorrow began her week-long evaluation and testing. “It will help me if you can keep me in the right. It's going to be strange not having himaround. We threw a big surprise party for him on hissixtieth birthday last year. That's a picture of himat the party on his desk."Mulder picked up the framed photograph. It showed thesheriff surrounded by friends in party hats. He wastall and portly, with thinning gray hair, and woregold-rimmed spectacles. He was smiling, but his eyesseemed to be hiding something. Mulder could see whatJohn Nottingham meant about his 'secret sorrow'."Assuming, for now, this.