Entertain me.” Amy went down on her stomach and slithered herself to Sam’s feet. She put her face on one of his shoes and spoke without looking up... “Master, may this worthless piece of fuck meat clean your shoes with her tongue?” Sam said, “Sure, slut. Help yourself. Let’s see if you can do that right.” After a minute or so on his shoes, she pulled her knees up under her and spoke. “Master, may I take my jacket off and show you my tits?” Sam nodded his permission. Amy continued, “May I lick my. ”Barnes studied me before finally breaking into a smile, nodding in agreement. I doubted it was because he was finally warming up to me. “I suppose so.” He sighed and finished his drink, then stood. “Well, if you’ll excuse me, I have an early start tomorrow. My people will be in touch, and we’ll have payment sorted soon enough.” He nodded a farewell to both me and Senator Moore, then left toward our VIP entrance.“I think that went rather well,” Moore commented. He raised his glass to me, and I. For the third weekend on the run i've been dumped here, im 16 for godsake im hardly going to blow up the house. But when ever Sam brought it up his mum just waved him away saying ''when your an adult you can be left on your own, or when you move out'' A chancewould be a fine thing, but she was going 'away' with her new boyfriend again, he was a nice guy...Compared to the last three, but still his mind was only on one thing just like his mothers alwayswas, if only dad was alive, a thought his. Black hosiery held up by garters framer her thighs and hips, drawing my eyes toward the bare gash of her sex. Above the waist, she wore a puffy sleeved white dress oxford, tied at the waist and completely unbuttoned otherwise. Her other hand had a nasty looking whip with probably close to a dozen heavy 24 inch leather tails hanging from the handle. Her makeup was vintage porn star heavy. To say it worked would be an understatement. After a quick discussion I began arranging lights and.