Remember, I didn’t last there, either. I just gave it to someone I already knew could manage it. And you have time to do the same. Somehow, with a f...rtune this size, I can’t help but think you’ll need it in the future.”I guess that satisfied me. It wasn’t like I needed anything more. We were already giving away money as fast as we could. Still, every time I went to Salem or even rode up on the range, I was looking over my shoulder.We kept waiting for the other shoe to drop. But it wouldn’t be a. Growling “Fuck me.” in my ear, you open your legs wide and grip my ass with your hands as you lead me towards your hot, wet hole. The sensation of being filled up is almost overwhelming as you pull my body down onto you, feeling my prick sliding deeper and deeper inside you – never seeming to stop until, just as you think you can take no more, I start to move back. You feel the fullness of my hard cock rub against your inner lips as I pull out, sending shivers through your groin. Before you. “Meatloaf! Say Meatloaf and your pain goes away and you can take that stink-box of yours off the broom and put on your clothes as a failure!!” Justin said.I was ready to give up. I had no idea how long the evaluation had lasted or how long it would last. When Justin called me a failure, a part of me vowed not to fail him.“No Sir, I don’t want to fail you!” I cried as the slobber and snot running down my nose from what felt like hours of painful tortures.“SAY Meatloaf!” Justin snarled and held. A slight tingle spreads through your body when you spot my e-mail, and you pass over all of the rest of your mail to open mine first. It’s empty. Nothing written on it. You look quizzically at it, then scan the rest of your mail. Nothing else from me. Your disappointment is palpable, and you begin to write me a note, asking what’s up with the letter. That’s when you feel a ghost-light touch on your neck, brushing your hair to the side, and then my lips as I kiss your neck. You grip the arm of.