Immediately she moved her other hand a bit, and the next landed safely there in the palm of her big, adult hand. Smaller squirts followed quickly afte... that, but now she didn't have much trouble collecting all of the semen that possible could come from his tiny balls. When it was almost over, only small driblets of cum leaking out of his cock, she made sure to milk it all out. "This is quite a big load I got from you, sweetie, much more than you usually give me."Still not hesitating, all it. . So, until I say otherwise, you're not allowed to say that to me again. In fact, if anyone ever asks, you simply say that you love me... and feel an incredible need to please me." Chris responded.She looked at him with even more hatred but she could actually feel her face relax and smile."Well?" Well what?" She whispered, grinning."Do you still hate me?" No way... I... I love you." She whispered, knowing it was untrue but unable to respond differently. "And I want to please you." She added,. She was going round collecting donations for a certain charity. All of a sudden, she seemed to be hanging out with two of the senior club members, giggling at their flirtatious comments.I heard one of them say, "You've got a cracking little arse there!" She giggled and said thanks. Then the other one leaned and whispered something in her ear. She looked over at me, then she went bright red as he said, "How about it?"She came over to me and told me to wait at the bar for her, she just had a. "I canabsolutely do it, Mr Denton".He grinned, and waved me away, and I knew, as I walked out of the door,that it would work.------------------------------------------Everyone who was anyone in the business knew who I was; Robert Willis,32, born in Plymouth. I'd grown up obsessed with speech and linguistics,working on accents and dialects until, by the time I went to drama schoolin my teens, I was able to pass for any nationality I wanted to- vocally,anyway. I hadn't grown up to be a.