"If so, I should tell you that you are perhaps my daughter's favorite author."Bryant saw Cassidy's face redden and he worried that Erik Kozlov might h...ve said something offensive."I'm sure you'd prefer she read Tolstoy or Dickens," Cassidy replied – and Bryant relaxed."I'm just happy your writing doesn't have werewolves or elves in it," Erik replied with a laugh as he perused the job specs online."Well, I thought Bryant sort of resembled a troll the first time I met him and I'm pretty sure that. He had to understand. "I didn't fuck him, Dave. It was just a quick suck. You have to remember. I came back to you immediately after. When I kissed you, you said I tasted like bad booze." So that wasn't bad booze? You were forcing another man's cum on me? In front of everyone, at my company party? Is that it?" That was all, I swear." How many other people have you fucked around with?" he asked me.That got me a little pissed. He had no right to insinuate anything like that. It was just two. " My phone buzzed at 4:07am.I didn't hesitate. I stood up and got out of the closet. I filled myenema bag and cleaned myself out for another day of being a good sissyslut. I repeated my mantra ten times, and then another ten just to makesure I was good and clean.I sent Master a text picture to prove that I was being a good sissy, andthen, on a whim, I decided to paint my fingernails a bright red. I had abottle of polish remover in my cupboard. I poured it all down the toilet.I decided to go to. Moving her bum to the edge of the couch she leaned back. Max took the hint. Obviously Ann did this with him. He mounted her, his hips thrusting furiously. Millie squealed as Max’s cock found its mark. “Oh yes” Millie yelped as he tried desperately to tie with her. “He can’t get his knot in me” Millie mumbled. Ann chuckled “I know sweetheart” she said “but he will keep trying. Don’t you love it?” Millie moaned “Oh yes. God yes”. Normally Max would tie with her in less than a minute but unable to.