I warmed up considerably. I wondered if he had picked up any of those waitresses from his restaurant. I really liked the look of that Eden girl. Eden ...ould make an amazing slave. Was that racist? Would thinking that's racist hold him back? He had never had any black girls. Every day at the charity I was reminded of what a missed opportunity that was. I wondered if He was afraid he'd never go back? I giggled as Matthew continued, "Yeah, I've been trying to get my head around--Something funny?". One of my younger brothers perished from eating a shard of broken lead paint—but hey, that’s capitalism, right?I put my beef into the smacks. WHACK! CRACK! THWACK! Yates’s eyes were now just gushing tears and his mouth was working over time in begging. It was pitiful, but personally invigorating. I picked up a paperweight and slammed it against Yates’s balls and he screamed again.?Do you want to take a break, Yates?? I asked, and he nodded sluggishly. I took him by the scalp and pulled him away. Gretz picked it up and examined itclosely. Mark noted that at least one thing hadn't changed around here.Gretz was still the same, immaculately dressed and groomed, and as gooda friend as ever."Oh yeah, this one," Gretz said. "I've got so many lately it's hard totell anymore." Gretz loosened his tie and took a deep breath. "Thisoutlines the upcoming policies for the next few weeks, sort of anagenda setter. He outlines the new commuting incentives, the mentoringprogram, the employee morale. The trimmed blond triangle pointing to her pussy was perfect. And that pussy! I’d imagined what one would feel like but was way wrong. The sensations of it moving on my shaft made the rest of the world go away. Only after I shot the wildest cum shot ever could I even think about the brief history she’d told me or that her husband would get in it too. That got me up again quickly as she expected and she kept on riding.She’d sometimes stop bouncing and lean over to put one hard nipple and then.