He always found some reason for turning it off, despite all her agonizing efforts to please him or the many clients he allowed to use her.Ann had ofte... wondered about these clients. They always had eastern accents and looked almost like the characters out of old gangster movies. Max had some kind of dealings with them and she was certain it was not legal. He wasn't making all of has money on that store. It would have taken ten of them to support the way he lived. At any rate, this was none of. " "Well... Maybe Jeff. I'll have to find an outfit to wear." "Don't worry about that," Jeff assured her. "I've already picked one out for you and if you agree to come I'll get it for you and bring it to your hotel. Please say you'll come." Susan couldn't say no to Jeff, and the thought of a weekend in a hotel room with him was so enticing. "Okay Jeff. I'll come! Let's see, Halloween is on a Friday this year. I'll take Friday off and stay over until Sunday. Saturday evening we can go out. The two teens couldn’t bear the thought of Nathan pulling out of Missy, even for a few seconds. In addition, they knew that they had to be quick, as someone could run by even with the storm, which they had no idea how long was going to last.“Dammit, I don’t think I can last much longer in you,” Nathan cried out.Missy smiled, taking the statement as a compliment as if it was her that was sending him over the edge so quickly, and if he were with anyone else, he might have been able to hold. But I was taken downstairs to the dungeon in the basement where I was greeted by a gang of old fat men who grabbed me and started tying me up with ropes to some kind of leather chair.I was bent forward kneeling down on the chair with my head faced down on a sort of platform behind the chair. One guy stood in front of me looking at my face wanking furiously while a another started lubing up my ass. His only comments were that I had a nice ass and I was a slut for not wearing any panties.The guy.