I doubt you want that either, so I want to discuss how to move forward from here," I said."No, I don't want to go back either," Peter said."Good, then...we are all in agreement that the past wasn't working. Now about the future..." I turned to Roberta, "Up on my lap whore," I commanded. Roberta rose and moved around to sit on my lap facing Peter."Peter, you and Roberta have fallen into the same trap as many of my past clients have and I saw what was going on right from our first meeting. It's all. Andriana tilted her head. It wasn’t hard to imagine him as a victorian Lord with his dark eyes that seemed to watch her like they knew the dirty things she thought about him OFF the canvas. “He wouldn’t keep it. He’d probably sell it to one of his many groupies. Make another million or two.” She gestured to the young women who had gathered in their large hall; all dressed in business attire, their hair in high ponytails. Giggles echoed around the crowd every few minutes as they anxiously waited. ." she whispered, her fingers stopping my lips before I could utter another word. Her body, lithe and graceful, slid around mine so that she was looking down into my face. "I want you inside me once more before you leave," she said, her eyes urgently pleading with me. Her lips quivered as she spoke, and her fingers slid down my throat to rest on my chest, seeking out the beating of my heart. We melted into each other slowly, the taste of one another stirred by the cautious touch of our tongues.. ”“Some more black dudes tried to muscle into the room.”“’I heard there was some white ho getting gang-banged hard up here,’ one of the new guys said.”“’Hey, wait your turn - bro,’ I yelled at him.”“Soon she was guzzling on fresh cum in her mouth and her pussy was filled again.”“Then she was at it again and again.”“She was now being passed around like a cigarette – being fucked hard.”“All inhibitions and morality had all but vanished.”“She was more like a rag doll than a living human being.