” I moan into his neck. He just feels so amazing I can’t hold myself back. “Not yet, don't you dare. “He whispers to me.“Oh god Donnie you f...el so good. Your cock is so hard. Fuck me harder please, I want it hard.” I bit my lip and beg with my eyes. I moan in his ear as I feel him speed up, pushing himself into me faster and faster. I can feel my pussy releasing so much juice. “Oh god Aimee you're juice is running down my legs.” He whispers back to me. I feel him hit my g-spot and my body. "Mmmmm," he groaned appreciatively. "That's nice, baby, really nice."Jenny popped him from her mouth to inquire, "Do all the girls working here suck your cock, Mr. Franck?" No, not all of them." Who else besides me?" Why do you ask?" I wanna compare notes." Lena," he said slowly. Lena being a black girl, perhaps seventeen and very thin."And... ?" Anna Mae, he sighed, then groaned as Jenny did something almost magical with her young tongue."Mmmmm?" Mrs. Wharton, but I haven't done her in a. He is also married to Carol- a "second wife" who epitomizes the term "trophy wife."With another couple, we were crewing our sloop "Hammerhead" on the final downwind course of a local race. Neck in neck with my arch-rival Dave Van Horn, we both maneuvered for position.Dave was at the helm and Carol manned the starboard winch as our sloops charged down the final leg. Carol's pretty little butt was still sticking out, so I engaged in another quick covet. I'm not exactly sure of the exact. " Your programming though is a little more sadistic. You'll be a slave to your programming. You'll follow the programming. You'll realize that you are not doing it at you will. But to everyone else you will not show any sign of concern. In fact it will be a new you on the outside." First though, I want to have my fun with Harriet. Man I hate that name. I'll have to do something about that."Miller went over to his computer and brought up Harriet's command center and started typing.YOU WILL.