The chairman asked her what she thought and all she could say was ‘it’s wonderful’. He asked her if she liked it and she just nodded her head up...and down, speechless for any reply.Then the chairman stuck his hand into the blue barrel, swished it around and pulled it out with a single ticket. He slowly read off the numbers and like the ladies, the men were scrambling to check their dozens of tickets. The chairman repeated the winning numbers several times until one man thrust his hand in the air. ”“Well then, I needn’t bother to ask her to let Shep fuck you. I’ll just show her the proofs I have and come home.”“Oh, no! Please, mistress, I’ll try to do as you say, but I’m not sure that I can keep from throwing up while I clean him.”“Well, if you feel yourself beginning to hurl, swallow it and continue your cleaning. Maybe it might be best if you come with me. I will let you ask Gayle if she will let Shep fuck you if you promise to clean him afterward. You know that he may not allow you to. "So, what other surprises are you planning for this tour?" Elvis started talking about a couple of the new songs that he'd been working on. He sang one - no music, no back up, just that beautiful voice. I still have the tape, and he sounded great. We talked about the songs. One was a gospel number. That got him talking about his roots, singing at his family church. From there we went on to talk about the other influences on his music. And on and on.His publicist had only offered. Jess asked if I was just tired. I replied, “yes.” She motioned for Susy to get up. Susy stood up and looked a little woozy. Jess told me to lay down on my back and motioned for Susy to get on top. Susy was a little big and felt heavy on my stomach. I tried to push her down to my cock. She didn't budge but then started to move herself, leaving a trail of pussy juice on my belly. My cock started pushing into her butt cheeks and Jess pushed it down. Susy got her crotch over my dick and.