"I'll take special care of you..."As this sultry teen reached over to start loosening my belt buckle, I momentarily thought about how I ended up here....I could have easily put a stop to this and let her keep the money. No harm would be done and I wouldn't feel so dirty afterwards. However, as soon as she deftly slid my belt off and began unbuttoning my trousers and slowly slid my zipper down, all sense of morality went out the window. I really had to relieve some stress and at that point there. Dave suddenly got it, “Yeah, that’s not a good topic to have picked.”Nikky said, “You mean Mark Worthington, the billionaire that lives north of here?”Dev said, “One and the same. A friend and very nice man.”Dave volunteered, “As you might expect he’s a personal friend of Owen Bennett, and it was through him that we all met him and some of his ... wives.” Dave thought, ‘Shit, I can’t have a conversation without some part of it referring to something sexual or risqué.’Nikky said, “I saw pictures. I glanced over and saw her at work, two fingers from one hand thrusting into her soaking pussy while two fingers from the other hand a blur as she worked her clit. I turned back to watch Jon’s face as he was clearly having the time of his life fucking my tight young pussy.Flipping me over, he started to pound me from behind, and with a deep growl he arched his back and with one final thrust, filled me with his seed. The combination of how naughty this all was, with Kay’s masturbation coming to. “Not yet, my toy, I am not done with you,” Ryan whispered to her as he removed her ball gag. “Now beg for my cock, tell me you are sorry for spying on me and opening my package.” “I wasn’t spying, it was an innocent mistake,” Becky babbled. “Beg for my cock and call me sir,” Ryan replied as she felt the tip of his cock brushing across her lips. She got a quick taste of his pre-cum and again her body needed its release. “It was all a …mistake,” she gasped as Ryan reached over her bound body.