" She blushed. "What...exactly...did you hear?" "Enough to know that Mom is dying to fuck Dom, but you want someone more attentive. So let me take you...upstairs and make sweet love to every inch of your body with my mouth." Her lips moved, but she couldn't seem to find her words. Without waiting for her to do so, I took her by the hand and led her to elevator bank. The second the elevator doors closed she covered the tiny distance between us. My hands squeezed her ripe ass tightly. It was a. Henry, the Senior Partner called me into his office six months ago. ‘Jane, I’d like you to meet Peter Hansen, he has a proposition for us, for you.’ I held out my hand and it was grasped firmly but not forcibly by a man who I guessed was not much older than myself and who looked me straight in the eyes with a friendly expression in his eyes. ‘Pleased to meet you.’ I returned his expression. ‘Peter has asked us to design a home for him and he has asked for you specifically.’ ‘I’m flattered.’. I cannot believe I'm telling you this." I enjoy. It dovetails nicely with some of my kinkier enjoyments." Oh? Like BDSM?" I'm shocked. The innocent inexperienced Jill Lane knows about BDSM." Funny. I do hang out in LA after all. I do read. I imagine interesting things even if I don't get to do them. Well, up to recently anyway. You have been very interesting." Oh? I'm blushing." Somehow I can't imagine you blushing. Well, maybe I can. You make me blush from time to time but it is good blushing.. But hte truly fascinating bit is that there is a tube from the end of the sheath running to a small tap like object and way to a butt plug.I remember seeing one on a toy site but never dreamt of actually wearing one. Man I am so hard in it. I say out loud come on girls I need to piss now I wanna go to the toilet.Not yet says the blond and we are not going to let you go so we had to come up with a way of dealing with this problem for you.Obviously I knew what they planned now but I was getting.