Sliding in and out slowly at first then faster and harder as I start moaning his name. He walks into his room and finds me there on his bed. I can se... the impact I have on him instantly by the bulge forming in his pants. I get up and walk to him. When I get to him I reach behind him and close the door so nobody will mess with us. I wrap my arms around his neck and kiss him. Teasing his lips with my tounge until he opens his mouth letting me slip it into his mouth. As we kiss his arms go. “Now close your mouth and swallow!” Miss Bolton commanded. Swallowing, I felt the sticky cum slide down my throat and was pleased to note that it did not taste too bad after all, a little salty and metallic, but not as bad as I had expected. Spoon by spoon, my sticky semen was fed to me until the ramekin was almost empty, at which point I was ordered to lick it clean.“Excellent” said Miss Bolton as she placed the ramekin and spoon on the table, “now that wasn’t so bad was it”.“No Mistress,. Took my response in the nature it was intended. "Here, check it, honey," said Darrel. "I'll start with just my finger and then slowly build up to it and, you know, if at any point you want to stop, just say so and I'll stop." It's not that I felt pressured, but I wanted to give these guys what they wanted. And I was flattered that they wanted me. And so, "Okay" somehow came out of my mouth. "That's a girl," said Darrel, moving over to the bedside table and coming back with an indiscriminate. When he called he said the bitch was here. That’s all that matters. It’s past time to make her pay. Nobody steals from me and no one sues me and gets away with it. She owes me the three million and for years of aggravation, and tonight I’m going to have fun making her pay.”“He sounded kinda funny when he called though...”“Drop it Frankie. He was probably stoned or drunk and he’s somewhere close by sleeping it off. He’s just one more loose end we don’t have to take care of anyway.”“Okay, Mr..