He traced the crease and pressed his thumb against my asshole and I tensed around it. “Do you want this boy?” Master asked me and I confessed that...I did. “Do you want him to fuck you?” he asked me. I nodded, miserably. Carlos poured some olive oil onto a plate and soon I felt him insert a finger in my ass. I relaxed as Master stroked my hair. “It’s okay, pet. The boy is going to finger fuck your asshole, but he will never own it, as I do. I’m just loaning it out to him. Do you understand?”. I justflop into a seat and pretend I am sleepy. Lots of kids do that. It's agreat way to get a bit of peace in the morning."You ok, man?" Nathan asks as he gave me a quick push into the window."Yeah, I'm fine. Sup?" I answer.Nathan's a good guy but today I just want to be left alone. This stupidnightie makes me all the more self conscious. I just want to get throughthe day and get it off."You're all red," Nathan points out."Yeah," I answer again. "Mom."It was an complete answer. He knows that. I collapsed on top of her after we both came simultaneously. We were both exhausted by our intense joinder and fully satiated.Despite her declaration that “I really do have to get back to work,” I resisted Etta's efforts to dress and go by successfully stealing her damp undies. I made a point of sniffing them deeply. “I love the smell and taste of your musk!,” I declared. Etta finally gave up her quest to retrieve her panties, told me I could keep them “as a souvenir," toweled her pussy clean. Mr. David Reinfield!"A side door opened and the former CEO of the second largest investment firm in New York strode into the room.Vickie and Andrea were thunderstruck, each suppressing an urge to jump to her feet and scream foul."Mr. Reinfield, as the members know, has been in negotiation with us for some time. He will be bringing a number of his clients from Dennison/Rathbone and I am happy to announce that with our combined client base, we will surpass Dennison/Rathbone and become the second.