“Sometimes talking to her is like listening to music with just one earbud. I miss half the stuff I’m supposed to hear.”“I’m not happy, Tony....��“I know, love, but let’s at least figure out what’s going on, okay? It’s my first gig. She probably wants to make sure everything goes well.”Lissa sat in the back seat of Clarice’s Audi. I pulled my seat forward as much as I could to give her room.“Clarice, why are you driving this morning?” I asked. “We were practically ready to go.”“Did you look at the. Wellington, I can't wait to get to Las Vegas! This has been a dream of mine for years! Can we see one of the shows while we are here? Can we do a little sightseeing?" she asks him. "On one condition - that you call me Jack during this trip. We are not here because of the law firm and while I am your boss at the bar too, at the bar we are casual and laid back. So it's Jack during this trip, got it?" he says. "Okay Jack," she says, smiling. "Good girl," he says. Olivia felt her pussy dampen at. Anytime you want it." I probably would have said anything. I felt his hand suddenly close around my cock and reacted like I was struck by lightning. I could feel my hole clamping down onto his invading dick as he squeezed my cock harder and harder. He didn't stroke me, but just that contact with his hand was heaven. I was now moving backwards to meet each of his thrusts."That's right bitch. You are getting to be a better pussyboy as well as a better cocksucker, whiteboy. Keep milking my cock. I liked the look in his eyes as he looked at me. He noticed the looks I got. I had the feeling that as long as they stayed on the safe side of lust, all would be fine. If someone crossed the line, Jam or I would have a physical confrontation with the owner of those eyes. I had always been proud of my looks. When you’re tall and have a good figure, people look even if you don’t dress provocatively.Captain Maes came to escort us to dinner. Holding Jam’s hand, I walked beside him. I asked,.