Then I could see he had his pants at his ankles and his hard cock was slowly being stroked in his hand.The bastard had a terrible look of pure lust al... over his face. I took a breath and grinned; knowing what he did want from me…Without a word, I just took off my blouse out, revealing my round boobs with my hard nipples. He ordered me to come closer to him. When I was right in front of him, he pushed me down onto my knees and lifted my face up to look at him."You want a promotion, dear Ana?. As I watched more I pulled my panties to the side and fingered myself. I remember seeing how wett your face was when you got done, how she kissed you tasting her own juices from your face. I had to stick my 2 fingers deep in my own pussy and taste myself as I watched mom do that. Mom rolled you on your back, you laying there with your cock all hard and throbbing she started to kiss and lick your cock which would throb as she did. I watched as she sucked on your cock I wish I was sucking on it. My cock pulses now with every single heart beat. My mind wanders from concentrating on the computer and typing to the sensations running through my cock. I know I won’t be able to hold out much longer, but still I go on. I only hope that by reading this that mysterious female’s pussy is wet with desire. Maybe she has a finger or two pumping in and out of her snatch with thoughts of me cumming. Oh god, just typing that brings me that much closer. My breathing is getting raspier, my cock. He made sure to go to the worst of the media, the Bostonstations that loved juicy stories even if they were unproved by facts.His worst phone call was to the infamous dirtsheets, with King givingthem every bit of dirty laundry to which they happily said they'd postit after the arrests went down. The dirtsheets were more concerned withmaintaining their special access that King had given to them but hadbeen denied since he was put away from any active role in the GCW. Theywanted juicy dirt, King.