"Still pretty firm," she felt him grab the cheek of her ass and shivered, his touch was repugnant, it made her skin crawl."Please don't Bra-Master," s...e whimpered. Again the pain from the ghost slap hit her and she cried softly."Unless I give you and order, to which you answer 'Yes, Master, ' or I ask you a question you will remain silent. Do you understand, Little Bitch?" Yes, Master," she whispered."What was that? I didn't hear you." Yes, Master," she said louder."Better, ' he said smugly.. It was only a few steps to the next building on the corner. The door to the old bank building was built on the corner of the building so it didn't really face either street but was placed at an angle to each of them.Since it had been a bank, the doorway emptied into a large room which had once been the bank's lobby. I had no idea how many times it had change decor. But it was down to sleazy 5&10 by the time it went empty. It had probably sat empty for at least five years."Well the good news is. I moved my beer bottle to show him that my package had grown as well.He slowly unzipped his shorts and pulled out a nice thick eight-incher and started to stroke. I pulled out mine, which was a little smaller and stroked as well. I went over to his chair, went down on my knees and took his cock in my mouth. He groaned and took off his t-shirt, revealing his muscular chest covered with the mass of curly blond hair. I freed my cock and wanked and rubbed my hand on his hairy chest. He pulled my. I was never particularly interested in her showbiz lifestyle, and I felt blessed it was her cursed with all the public attention and not myself. But gradually, she let it go to her head until she became an unbearable diva. I hadn’t seen her in over a year, save for in the numerous gossip rags, so this visit took me by surprise. ‘Vanessa?’ I asked, surprised. ‘Andrew,’ She mumbled, looking down at the ground as she removed her sunglasses. ‘To what do I owe this honour, my lady?’ I said,.