I worked harder on his balls and looked up past his dick along his abs and chest to his face. He was watching me suck his balls."Trying to get me to f...ll mast, pussyboy?" I nodded still sucking on his nuts. "Then time to go lower." I wasn't sure what he meant until he put his hand on the top of my head and started to push. His balls slid out of my mouth and I knew what he wanted. The desire to submit to him and get him hard enough to fuck me washed through me. I let my tongue slide down to his. My stomach was in hot, slippery knots and it took every ounce of control not to touch myself through my clothes. But I couldn’t have that. I was a nice, wholesome girl in everybody else’s eyes. I imagined most people thought I was still a virgin. If they only knew about the things I got upto! As per usual, hellos and pleasantries were passed around, smiles and handshakes. I got two chairs for myself and my assistant and like last week Ted intercepted me, with a small smile. ‘Thanks,’ I said,. It was the worst part of every day. There was no prayer of sleep. No escape. Night would slip into my bed and torture me until morn. I was awake again. My mind wandered through random things. I thought of my friends on the outside and our daily ritual of money chasing, skirt chasing and tail chasing. We all congratulated themselves on our mutual victories. All the while, our eyes were glued to the bottom line and the precepts of profitability. It was all bullshit! I was here and they were there. Liam moved his mouth to the other nipple, sucking on it gently before nipping it and releasing it from his mouth. He raised his head to look into Erica’s eyes, and then kissed her on the lips. Their tongues intertwined, and paused briefly, as she hooked her thumbs into the top of Liam’s boxers. Liam stood back, and Erica looked at him expectantly, then he reached down and took off his boxers, and then took off his shirt, throwing them to the side. His cock sprung up expectantly, the head purple.