I fumbled about a bit, and when I withdrew my hand, she peeled away her blouse and bra to show me her left boob. She had enormous pink dinnerplate nip...les and torpedo tits!It was mere seconds, but I will never forget. When she popped her boob back in, she behaved like nothing had happened, and pushed her trolley away, resuming her daily duties. I was confused, but had an assignment to do, so I went and did some honest work. When I was leaving, she called me to the desk, and said "Your book has. Now as you step back our sponsors willjoin us."Several audible gasps could be heard as 5 men and 1 woman walked into theroom dressed in similar black tuxedos. "It appears that a few of ourmaids recognize some of the sponsors," Mistress Wells smiled as shedirected the sponsors shoulder to shoulder in a straight line in thefront of the room. "Chantal, I'm sure you recognize your former businesspartner who you fired to cover up a sexual harassment suit filed againstyour firm. I'd like you to come. I let the room around us twist into a burning orange and frozen blue. The neon frames flicker and throb in time to Amber’s unconscious grinding against my legs, letting me know that she was hungry too.“Suck my cock, baby. Let me know how you love me.” I murmur to her as another cold hand invades my clothes to grasp my hard dick.She smiled wide and pulled my thick manhood out of my pants. I placed a hand around the back of her head and brought her cheek to rest on my crotch.Her little pink. She fixed the pasties back on her nipples.The trio approached Shima. Yamila grabbed her left arm while Nuala clutched its counterpart. Together, they pulled her up on her feet. Mika held back an urge to laugh as the healer opened her fleshy mouth and babbled with a trill; she bore a great likeness to a rosy-lipped batfish taken out of the water.Scowling at Shima, Dagmar waved a hand. Yamila and Nuala let her arms go."What nonsense was that? No Gynecian dares behaving rude to her chief," Dagmar.