This feeling of being was making my pussy wet again. Alex stood behind me and made me lean forward. I could hear the traffic noise.He raised my left ...eg and placed it high. He hugged me from behind, cupped my tits with one hand and opened my fuck hole with the other hand. Then he came closer to my ears and whispered, “I want you to scream loud and talk dirty”. I just nodded my head, “Yes master”.He slowly thrust his cock from behind and started fucking me ferociously. I didn’t care anymore. ‘I mean … Dinah is doing very well, her pregnancy is progressing nicely, and our sessions are still very good. But I feel that I must ask for her to be turned over to another Breeder …’ Dr. Pritchett came around to Ian’s side of the desk. Her suit skirt was very short, but loose. She wore no hose, and her tanned thighs were exposed to Ian as she slid up to sit on the desk. Her blouse was cut very low, with only a couple of buttons holding it around her. Ian couldn’t help but stare and swallow. She struggled to breathe as her pussy burned from the assault. His cock was also much thicker and longer then her ex-boyfriend, which wasn’t helping as he mercilessly, fucked her. Slowly the pain died down and it started to feel ok, then good. At first she was applauded at herself, but then she told herself, “you watched this, this turned you on, this is what you want.” She began to breathe with his strokes, enjoying the strangers cock inside of her, it felt good, to good, she could not. " Well," I started, "Vah Gogh is famous, a well known artist ... but an identical painting, with the name covered..." There is no logical reason, is there?" he interrupted. "A thing is worth exactly what a buyer and seller agree it is worth. A building can sell for millions or it can sell for one Euro. A Van Gogh painting is worth millions, while a von Wurtenberg painting is worth pennies. Whatever the buyer and seller agree on ... yes?" Okay." So you could sell your business to me for $100.