Both overlooked the living room.Rita and Thomas were in the living room, next to the scaffolding, examining pieces of limestone.Thomas, the designer, ...urned. "There you are, Scott. Come look at these samples."The designer had white-blond styled hair and a black soul patch under his lip.Lindsey's eyes rolled at the man's mannerisms and Scott kept his expression steady. The man said Scott's name as other people said 'darling, ' but there was no mocking his talent.Scott followed Lindsey. A large. I'd love to, but it will depend on how things go with Helen. It's good that we'll have some new bottoms to milk. Our ranks grow! What about that horse farm down the road, Evelyn? Did you look into it?”“I'm putting the moves on the owner right now” she replied smoothly, placing one hand on her hip. “He seems very agreeable. The farm will be ours in no time.”“Excellent” Jessica said with a nod. “And what about you Vick? Not getting in on this?”Vicky's face lit up happily. “I have a date!”“Oh. “Swallow my dick! Take it all cocsucker!” and slapped me on the back of my head to force his dick further down my throat till I almost all of him. He pulled out quickly, making me pant and splutter. I looked up at him, expecting another assault on my mouth but he dropped his jeans and boxers, turning around to show off his perfect muscular butt. “Eat my ass bitch!” he commanded. Oh my god! I dove in, shoving my face as I licked and ate his hole. He smelled musky but tasted sweat. I enjoyed. The first incident in which I contrived to humiliate him socially was in the pub on a Sunday afternoon. He used to regularly drink with a circle of friends and their partners. After quizzing The Worm he admitted that one of the women there didn’t like him much. I ordered him to go to the pub with only enough money for one and half rounds. After everybody had purchased one round of drinks it was The Worm’s turn again… but he didn’t have enough! My instructions were that he would have to request.