"Maxim smiled, "Difficult but not impossible." When the client asked formore and received it, the deal had been set. He pushed papers at Mr.Gallo, "If...you'll just sign here." One more thing," asked Richie, before signing. He knew he had to pushit, somehow. He had to get more, not out of greed but out of pride,pride that sprang from his street origins and the fear a young boy couldfeel, the fear of those more powerful than he. Signing now left him onthe weak end of the deal. What "one more. I'd complain, but the other men in the unit have trouble leaving their concubines.Louisa has been a huge blessing. The "old biddy" (her words not mine) just adores all of the children and once they get to know her, they flock to her. She's become a combination babysitter, teacher, den mother and scout mistress. With the number of children on our island she suggested that we create something akin to the old campfire kids. She actually has them do things as a group. Some are nothing more than. It wasn't as easy as it looked getting up with your hands tied behind your back. But eventually, I presented my naked body in front of him.We'd discussed this moment many times, but as I look up at the bulge just straining to be released I was nervous."You know what your going to do slut" was all he said before he undid his fly.He tugged down his trousers leaving his underpants, I could clearly see the outline of his erect penis and his full balls. I wanted to taste, I was eager to please.His. The shock wore off and I could feel the cum beginning to rush from my balls and I thrust up to get deeper in Lori’s mouth. Through the fog of my onrushing orgasm I heard the distinctive shutter click of an iPhone and Betsy yelled, ‘Smile!’ Lori grabbed hard at the base of my cock, squeezing off my much needed release just moments before I exploded. ‘You bitch,’ she half laughed, half screamed at Betsy. ‘Ohh you’re going to love this picture,’ Betsy teased, ‘You look like you can’t get enough.