"Fine, then," said Grace. "Your loss." Christ. What was with these girls? They both wanted to fuck me one hundred percent of the time, in my own house...- and they were both related to me! In some aspects, it sounded like a dream come true. The relation bit was uncommon, sure, but to me it as a real turn-on. Most men would be in heaven having two girls wanting to fuck them at any given time, but most men don't suffer from having come too many times in the past couple of days to even get laid. I. .. and that's exactly what I told them!" Now, as for your new salary, that hasn't been finalized yet but I can assure you it will be several times what you're currently making. In addition, you will have the usual executive profit-incentive and benefit package, plus a preliminary start-up budget of fifty million for facility acquisition and staff procurement. I would expect you to be established, fully staffed, up and running in three to four months. I'd also expect your proposed operating. She watched wide-eyedas he pulled on his leather gloves. She shuddered as his leather-clad fingersdelicately teased her gaping lipsforcing the moisture to bubble up as she began to pant. She tried to listenas he patiently explained the problem with split infinitives. How her leftand right legs were like two parts of a verb phrase, broken apart and separatedby her pulsing little clit, making her whole sentence structure awkwardand hard to follow. Hope shrieked, his tapping finger. ‘Um, that’s a pretty small hole, though, wouldn’t it hurt?’ ‘It might,’ Zeke admitted. ‘I mean, I’ve got a pretty big cock, don’t I?’ ‘Yes sir, it’ is a pretty big cock,’ Scottie said, looking at Zeke’s cock. ‘But a friend would finger fuck your hole, get it nice and stretchy before he put his cock in there,’ Zeke went on. But you might be too tight for it. Why don’t you let me see?’ ‘Um, okay,’ Scottie said and rolled over onto his knees. Dwight sat up to watch. ‘First, let’s lose these, Zeke.