As my pants drop, I pull her closer, kissing her breasts, suckling her nipples, she is moaning in pure delight. " ooooh..ooooh..mmmmmmmm." I lay her ...own on the couch and move her panties to the side to feel her hot pussy that is begging for attention. Her hips gyrate with every breath. My hands are soft and strong as I enter her. Her clit is bulging as I slide my wrist against it with every deep thrust of my hand. The warmth of her hips as they lay next to me make my cock throb, it is now. I had already working there for three weeks. Most of my dinners, I ate at a small and cozy restaurant nearby. Bruce was a chef and also the boss in that restaurant with the help of his wife and two workers. He also had a partner, Tom as his co-cook. But most of the cooking Bruce prepares for his customers. After weeks of frequent visits to the restaurant, I was familiar to Bruce and all his workers. He takes care of my foods and cooks me his best dishes. Whenever he was free, he chatted with me. " B - but, you're sealed!" one of the men stammered, pointing. Lauren's jaw dropped as she noticed Chrys' anus was hidden behind a shimmering red jewel, the size of a thumbnail."That's right, which is why F.B. is going to unseal it." What?" The man who had first offended her was aghast, "Me? I... I've barely been here two months! I'm not worthy to put my hands on your seal!" Not your hands, no..." Chrys said, folding her arms under her head and smiling back at F.B., looking obscenely. “We weren’t upset about what you did. We were ... I’ll just say it. We were pissed off at how RFN acted. That whole scene was ... it was so typical. You know, that’s why I left Nashville. It’s why I started my own label. George and I talked it over and we just couldn’t play the game up there anymore. So I came back down here and started Black Hat Productions.”“Is your label still operating?” Liz wondered.“No,” Glen said. “We started to move the artists out about 10 years ago. My retirement was.