This girl was very horny. I brought my hands down and grabbed an ass cheek in each one. I pulled her deeper onto my mouth. Her voice was contorted now... She was moaning, “Oh, oh, oh, shit, fuck, oh, oh,” over and over again. Her entire body clenched up again and she held her breath as she vigorously pumped her ass back and forth in short uncontrolled thrusts. “Oh... my... god..” With one last pump, she pulled herself firmly onto my face and held herself there while my tongue massaged only her. Sean could hear Chrissy's breathing start to slow and get a little heavier and he knew she had fallen asleep. He felt so warm inside to know that Chrissy trusted him this much, to fall asleep in his arms. Sean looked down and smiled at her cherubic face.Realizing that this position couldn't be that comfortable for her, he lifted her body up in his arms, careful not to wake her, and carried her upstairs to his bedroom. Sean set her down on the bed and pulled the covers over her. Then he just. She recoiled, screamed through the gag. “One more for disobeying me.” The strap came down on her one last time. It painted a wide red mark on her ass. She flinched, jerked at the chains, and whimpered both from pain and from being denied her pleasure. She was trying to resist orgasm and I knew she could not hold out much longer. I let the strap go and lay on top of her again, sliding into position, preparing to penetrate her. Already, she was twisting, seeking. I could have my marketing arm in London or ... that taco stand ... and it wouldn't matter. People tend to come to me. I didn't plan it that way but that's how it works. As far as staffing, I have no idea how to run a marketing department. I'm a singer with a high school diploma that is more like a GED. But Susan knows the nuts and bolts and I'm sure everyone else has ideas. I'm not talking about them doing the grunt work. I'm talking about them overseeing the overall project. I ... I overheard.