I could feel his pace rising towards orgasm when I knew I had to stop him because I wasn’t protected, in more ways than one. A slight cold tremor we...t through me. “Baby, don’t come inside me – you have to stop.”He grumbled “Oh fuck…” and pulled out.I said, “I’m sorry baby, I just wanted you in me for a while, but momma’s going to take care of you.” I went into a sixty-nine position. I took his cock into my mouth and was intent on making him feel good, not caring if was going to do me or not. It. Linda's white blouse was inches away, so I reached over and began unbuttoning it. One button, then two, then three, all the way down to where it was tucked into her slacks. She shot me a surprised look, but didn't stop me. Michael sat across the room, staring in silence. She had bought the outfit for that night. It was simple, yet sexy; the silk blouse showed off her bare breasts and nipples beneath it, and the slacks, although roomy, were thin enough to outline her slim legs and perfect ass. It covers me completely except for a mouth hole. I can't see through it properly, just a dark haze. It feels so sexy being hooked and blindfolded. You keep running your hands over my body, my clit starting to grow and throb you stroke and squeeze it.Next you take a silk rope and wrap it around my smooth balls, gently tieing them up and then pulling the rope back under my ass and up the the collar. I'm plugged and tied now, every movement of my head nudging the bonds and making my ass and clit. "What do you want for those?" Margo asked, slumping back in her big chair and looking disgusted.Deedee smiled. "I think I'll take it all, bitch, all your stock, 67% of Morgan Oil. I'll keep you on as CEO, pay you minimum wage, but I'll be president. How's that? And I'll expect you to eat me every Friday." And him?" Margo asked, pointing to the lawyer."I own him. He's a pedophile with a taste for little boys. If I wish, he will kill himself right here and now." Is that true?" Margo asked the.