Roger pressed a button. The door opened. An imposing black butler in uniform stood there."Oh, bonsoir Nicolas, is Madame waiting for us?" Roger asked ...asually.The Negro smiled a big, white smile and bowed respectfully to let the master of Nevins Mansion and his guests pass inside the house."Madame has been waiting for you, she will be coming in a minute," Nicolas replied.Then, as they were looking around, trying to absorb the splendid luxury surrounding them, a grave feminine voice with. It didn't take long for Rodge to grab the back of Jim's head forcing hiscock into the back of Jim's throat. "That's a good slut, take that cock,gag on it, slut" He said before pulling out and slamming it back in anholding it there as Jim's nose rested in his pubs, tears began to form inJim's eyes, has he gaged on the cock. Rodge pulled the cock out, amixture of drool and precum ran down his chin as he tried to catch hisbreathe. "Beg for my cock, ask me to fuck your slut mouth like the whoreyou. Neither did he join me in the speedy elevator. In fact, nobody did. When the car finally stopped I was met by a very attractive woman and ushered into a well-appointed conference room, where I recognized Chief Younger from his many newspaper photos.To the right of the chief sat an older woman, who looked angry, or terribly frustrated. She did not appear to be happy to see me for some reason. With the two, but standing away from the conference table was a selection of aides, or assistants. By. I have unlocked the door from inside and let him in. His arms wrap around my waist, pulling me back. The soft texture of his shirt, the coarseness of his trouser both rub against my flesh. It seems extra sensitive as one of his hand splays across my stomach and fingers slide against my ribs. My head falls back against his shoulder. Turning my lips to his, our mouths pressed gently together. Tongues slide as each one marks the other. His fingers started to dance along my sides bringing a sexy.