, perhapseven a Christmas card once in a while.”“Right, right, right.” Shane decided to get down tobusiness. “Let’s do it th...n. Since you asked so nicely,I should grant you your wish and show you what a goodcocksucker you can be.”It hurt. Susan gagged as Shane kept ramming his swollen cockdown her throat. Tears made her half blind as she wasstruggling for air. He would put it all in, pushing herhead savagely down, then take it out, to rub her salivaand his precum. Dawes, Jeeves.”I looked at him as if surprised at his concern. “Well, of course, Mr. Jones. That is your job, to report all unusual occurrences. Just as it should be. That saves me having to report it to him, boring as it was.”I went off jauntily, to recheck my daily schedule against the current time.It took another 24 hours or more before the latest action brought itself to my attention. I had been informed by Mr. Dawes that his enquiries had produced nothing definite about the Egyptian. ...Brian....," she said pulling away towards the door.Brian groaned as he slammed his fist into the wall. "Come on!" he yelledin a hushed whisper. "Why do you have to be such a tease?!"Tracy felt tears flood her eyes as she looked down at her low cut blouseand mini skirt. "I was only trying to look nice for you!" she cried as sheswung the door to the closet open and ran out.Brian watched Tracy leave and shook his head. "Fucking women..." he saidexamining his fist. "Fucking...bitch..."As Brian. He smiled an appreciative smirk. I could barely stand. My head started spinning. Where was my hubby?When I awoke, I was naked in bed. I felt the familiar sensation of cum oozing from my stretched pussy. My bruised asshole ached. No holes barred last night I concluded, I exhaled deeply. Everything was fuzzy; my head was pounding like a bass drummer in a marching band. I rolled over onto my back from the fetal position. Staring at the ceiling, I tried to remember what happened the night before..