I’ve seen jerks like you on U tube. Remove my shoes and socks and await me.? I quickly obeyed. She returned from the kitchen with a mug of steami...g water. Bending she poured half of the water into a smelly shoe and swished it around. ?Drink slave,? she ordered. I gulped then blew on the hot stinking steam and sipped the dark water from her shoe. She smiled and grabbed her dirty socks. ?I’ve ran in these all week, freak.? Then she dunked both socks in the hot water in the mug like tea. He certainly didn’t want his name associated with what was about to be shot. He wasn’t opposed to filming it, (not in this context with these actors and crew, anyways), but he knew that this was going to be scrutinized for all time. Anyone associated with this film they were making was going to be vilified or worse for decades to come.Still, he trusted Corinne DeLoie almost with his life. Certainly with his career. She had saved it after his arrest for possession a few years ago. He owed. I heard his cum splashing as it ran out of me onto the floor and I’m sure my cunt was wide open and gasping for breath of it’s own in the relief of having that knot pulled from me.Her kiss was intense and her fingers slid into me, probing and swirling around before she moved down and began to lap Max’s spunk from me. One, two, three and then four fingers and her palm went into me as she swirled them around in the hole widened by Max’s knot and rubbed my clit with her thumb.By now I was in a. I’m talking about the property, I meant with the homestead. I love it.”“Yes, I know,” he replied.She slapped his arm, and he grinned. “Let’s look.”They spent the next few hours looking over the property. True to the agent’s word, they set the place up to operate as a horse ranch. Three of the barns were full of hay. They fortunately covered it well, and the roof of each looked well made. Another barn looked like a maternity facility and the other contained haying machinery. Some rust had.