"Well I guess. I'm not sure if I ever was a man. I guess I was always a sheep a wolves clothes. Regardless, I'm a sissy." I see," he said making notes... "And what types of assets do you have back in the states?" I have a about $120k in cash, another $1.2 million in stocks, and a house that is worth about $750k." What about cars?" I have two cars, probably worth about $80k between the two." Alright then. Well first, congrats! All of that will go a long way down here. But to transfer the money,. Then she threw herself at me. “Yes, yes, give me your seed, and I’ll get you across the river.”Before I could answer, she straddled me, her hot pussy, wetter than any cunt I had ever experienced, slid down my dick. I gasped, my eyes widening as her sloppy twat slid down my shaft. It felt like she had already fucked a dozen futas. But I didn’t see any cum leaking out of her. It had to natural slickness. Her pussy juices flowed out of her, matting down my pubic hair as my futa-cock throbbed in. Until next time,” said the mistress.“Yes, until then,” said the woman and disappeared out the door.“You’d better be that good come Tuesday,” was all Evita said and departed.When her mistress’s car was lost to sight Sasha got to her feet, went into the bedroom and looked at herself in the full length mirror. The rings were petite, the labial ring only an inch in diameter while the nipple rings were somewhat larger, bright gold and stood out to announce her station in life as that of slave,. As I headed back to bed, Jennifer followed and sat down on my bed beside me.?So David, I never got a chance to ask you last night, why you had access to handcuff keys? I know you’re not a COP so why do you need handcuffs,? asked Jennifer in school-girl inquisitive sort of way,I looked back straight into Jennifer’s eyes and told her I had handcuffs for the same reason she did and she just laughed, in fact we both broke down into hysterics. It was just about that time that Jennifer leaned in.