He pulled off my shirt and shorts, showing my bulge from my tight underwear.His eyes widened, “how big are you?” he asked and before I could respo...d, he pulled off my underwear, my 7″ cock bouncing out. “Oh fuck, you’re so thick! I can’t take this.”This wasn’t the first time someone had refused to take my cock because of my size: though it’s not too big, because it’s thick as well some guys get scared. Either they really want me in their ass or they don’t. I didn’t mind.While I was still. They had been having fun and he brought up the idea of the Club again. She said yes but he had to promise he’d stay near, she didn’t know what to expect. He’d be happy to oblige.On the drive in Callie asked questions and he was happy to answer as well as tell her that if she didn’t feel comfortable at any point they could leave. She was excited, it was going to be fun! She started feeling sexy. They parked at a meter because they couldn’t find anything else. They walked up the street to the. Ifelt his juices begin to drip from my crack.He rolled over and sat up on the edge of the bed. I felt hishand sting my backside as he slapped it. "Get your dress on,sweets. We've got to get back to that party. I slowly stood up,wiping my eyes on the sheet. "You'd better use the bathroom." Hesuggested. "You look like you've just been fucked by a master."I trotted out on my heels, and looked in a mirror. There waslipstick all around my mouth, mascara dripping down my face, andmy eyeshadow was. My aunt said I have to come up here to find outabout my trust fund, inheritance, and legacy. Brutella nodded curtly andsaid, "Yes, Sissy." He glared at her and wanted to know, "What did youjust call me?" "Why, I called you 'Sir', Sir." "Yeah?" he snapped."When I get my trust fund, inheritance, and legacy, I'm going to own thisplace and then I'll fire you." They both paused, as if to consider thistelling plot point. Then Brutella made a formal bow and responded, "Yes,Sally." Jimmy almost.