" Are you going to be the general manager as well, as your husband was?" Hm," she said, exhaling loudly, "should I be?" I don't think so," I said, "we...need to make some trades pretty quick. You don't know the game that well yet." All right. That's true, " she said, "I'll hire one." Second question, if I say yes, I want a three year contract." Fine," she said, "how much?" What I'm making this year is okay and twice that next year if we don't end up in the cellar and then doubled again if we have. She had positioned herself squarely over my mouth, allowing my tongue to slip deep inside her. My hands slipped up the small of her back, knowing that Patricia loved a lot of contact. She moaned again, only pleasure this time. She arched her back, her weight causing her to push harder on my mouth. This allowed me to push harder against her sensitive spot. “Oh, be gentle, baby. I'm pretty sensitive.”Her hands slid down to her crotch and she gently rubbed herself.I eased the pressure with. It’s heartbreaking. But she’s right, I am a crybaby, and a wimp. And oh, how I wish I could ?man up? and be eligible to kiss her beautiful pink nipples, to kiss her large areolas.But as soon as Stella discovered my submissive leanings, things really changed for us. I had sort of hoped that she would whip and tease me now and then, but we’d keep having a normal sex life as well---Stella gives terrific blowjobs!But it turned out that Stella wasn’t terribly attracted to slave boy types. Not that. The rest I saw was unattractive, bloated and old.And so my wish came true. Not only that, she surprisingly resembled my badly missed mistress before. What can I say but, “Thank God!”She got long black straight hair but of course, I wasn’t satisfied with her appearance due to her face mask and face shield.You know, I really have an issue with this damn face shield. If I’m not mistaken, our country is the only one which requires citizens to wear it on top of the face mask. The rest of the.