The employees of Donald wrote down every important little detail, if they missed one, it was 'don't let the door hit you on the way out, in fact maybe...it will knock some fucking sense into you'. To get started with Donald Royce, he is one of the most respected men in the city of New York. Measured to be worth over $90,000,000, and aged to be 50. He has many homes, hotels, clubhouses, apartment buildings, and other items that a elderly rich man would enjoy, such as young women. He started. The latter could mean only one thing. The hot professor had just delivered some self-satisfaction. Suddenly Sarah realised that she had subconsciously started touching herself. At some point in her little adventure her right hand had found her left nipple and she was gripping the window-sill with her left hand. Horrified, she realised that she had actually found the whole thing very erotic and perhaps even enjoyed it. A trembling hand reached down and the sticky nature of the wetness between. She feels her nipples and clitoris stiffen and a rush of warmth spread between her legs, now she is horny, just standing there, looking at you, who is blissfully unaware of the naked teenager gagging for a an early morning fuck, smoking and stroking close to her window.She lifts a leg, and starts to polish her small hidden gem, her little pearl, atop of her moist labia, she is staring at you across the back, and imagines it is your cock that is inside her, instead of her own fingers.A wave of. ‘Is a real bitch,’ Max’s thoughts finished. Max exhaled thickly, the cloud of his breath mingling with the haze of cigarette smoke already in the room. He pulled the cigarette from his mouth and set it in the ashtray, watching the thin trails of smoke twist and writhe as they became phantom wisps in the air. ‘Sit down Gillian, you’re blocking the view of the people behind you,’ Max said softly. Gillian giggled and pulled the gun from Max’s neck and set it on the table. She pulled the chair out.