Best of all, her clothes weren't messed up.Then one Saturday, when Mr. and Mrs. B. were out shopping together – they almost always went food shoppin... together on Saturdays together – Lu came into my room and had a strange look on her face. Like she had something to say and didn't know how to say it."Chris?" Yeah. Hi Lu." Uhm ... got a minute ... I want to ... I mean I have something to say to you." Well that was an interesting start.I took off my headset and pushed a button so the website. The second we got there she was on me, stripping off my clothes. Collapsing to her knees, salivating for just a drip of my precum. She backed me up against the back of her couch in the living room, and begged for my dick. My cock popped through my boxers and hit her in the cheek...She moaned with excitement and proceeded to shove my cock in her mouth. Swallowing it all, moaning and gagging on it as she forced it deeper her throat would allow. "I want you to cum more than you ever have before. “This is the place I just bought,” he said. “Wow,” I thought “just how much has he made from selling us on the TV. How many more slaves are there making money for him.” “This places needs a couple of slaves,” I heard him say. “You two have been well trained, I've seen you on the TV and you will do fine. There is more training to get you into shape for this place, but just remember that I am your master, I've paid good money for you and we will all get along fine.” He led us through the house. He said that just getting over on everyone else was enough satisfaction for him right now. He was sure that something would present itself to him before long. It seemed to work for everyone else. He did admit that his dad had been pushing him to follow in the restaurant business. From tonight's performance, I could see why. But Gary told me that he was concerned about the business end of things. Sure, he felt could prepare any dish in the place with more flare and better flavor than any of the.