But you don't love him just when he's doing well. Your mom and dad don't forsake him when he barfs in his bed. How come I'm the only one, can't care a...out the boy through the bad times?" Why would you? Is getting to fuck me all that terrific, you'd suffer though all the heartache with Nolan just for an occasional roll in the hay?" That's a nasty, horrible thing for you to say to me! ... I started to care about that boy before I ever so much as saw you, and I cared about him after I saw you and. ” She got up and started to head to the bathroom, but stopped suddenly, “Maybe I don’t need to go to the bathroom. Do you want to be my sissy toilet?” I just nodded dumbly and moaned as I buried the big fake dick as far in my ass as it could possibly go. She stood in front of me, lifted her skirt and spread her pussy open, “Open your sissy mouth!” I did. She slapped me again, “Beg for it, Sissy!” “Please pee on me. Please let me taste your piss, Tori. Please. Please.” She laughed evilly and. Our tongues collide and his hips buck again and again until with a groan he seizes as his cum starts to pump into my pussy. For those few seconds, he fills me again and again, riding the heights of orgasm as my pussy milks his hardness.As he subsides, we look at one another. I kiss him gently as he realises he's failed in his task and disappointment comes over him. The others lift him away and before I know it, he's gone. Instead I'm looking at nine more beautiful, hard and throbbing. "I don't have his office bugged. Bluffed you, ya little squirt," Picksaid. "I do have very creative notions. I'm perhaps eccentric. I like tothink I'm a visionary. Outside the box and all that. You know how I mademy fortune?" No, sir." Father died," Pick said. "Happens to everyone. Can't be helped. Ofcourse I've increased it many, many times over. Many. Lotsa manys.Thinking outside the box."There was a tap on the door."Enter!" Pick shouted.The butler brought in two glasses of Coke on a silver.