Due to my newly improved status in the consultancy circles and my company fortunes being high enough to invite requests for philanthropy, a meeting wa... arranged for Wednesday, two days hence, to introduce me to the principal and give me a chance to see the 'wonderfully vibrant environment' in which the sons and daughters of the moneyed few learned their manners. Something about the note, the paper or the typing or... something, intrigued me. I sniffed it carefully. The essence of something of. It was early, at least for me, and I was sitting in my office going through the mail that had accumulated over the past few days. Most of it was junk mail that I didn't bother to open. The rest of it was bills that I didn't want to open.The door opened and a portly, red-faced man entered."Are you Mike Taylor?" he asked, still standing in the door. He had a deep voice."Yes I am," I answered. I was hopeful that the quiver I felt didn't show in my voice."I am Winston King," he announced. ” Dave pointed to where Taylor sat in the shade next to a playpen with three toddlers in it. She also held six-week old Logan in her lap as she talked to Maddy, the Circle’s regular nanny. There were enough children now that Dave wondered whether they shouldn’t have two full-time staff. He made a mental note to mention that to Alice.Dave also made a silent note to himself to talk to Taylor. He never heard the outcome of her talk with Alec from the ‘test’ the girls had orchestrated a week ago. . in my ass. Stretch me open. Make me scream. I want to feel you cum deep in me. Just fuck me, PLEASE!"He walks me to the bedroom, removing clothing as we go. Climbing onto the bed, he positions me on all fours. A flick of his wrist and he pours cool lube on my wanting asshole. Spreading it with his fingers as far in as he can go.The knowing smile on his face. The slap of his hand on my ass. And then finally his cock nudging my tender rosebud. The lube on his cock head helps him slide in with a.