." She cut him off before he could finish his sentence and said evenly, "I don't give a damn what you have or haven't done in the past, if you want to...make a sale with PMC, and it would be a sizable sale I may add, I want to see your pants off and that vibrator up your ass and humming, understand!?!" "Good grief," Ham said to himself, "she was fucking serious, if he wanted to make the sale, he was gonna have to fuck himself in the ass to do it!!!" "Well," she asked firmly, "are you going to do. EJ was a massive guy like a body builder type every feature huge and muscular. Brett although in great shape not cut and chiseled like EJ. In addition to EJs perfection he was also very aggressive. He had Sue by the pony tail and was slowly sliding his cock in and out of her mouth probing to determine how deep he could go. Well, it seems, Sue had been practicing as he pulled his cock out of her mouth she gasped looked him dead in the eye and said "I can deep throat" That's all EJ needed to. ’ What the fuck was he on about? My thoughts were interrupted by his right hand which began easing itself under my belt, past my fly and into the confines of my underwear. It continued its exploration, oblivious of my pathetic attempts to gain my liberty until I felt his fingers encircle my flaccid member. ‘Not very big down here are you Whitey?’ he teased, before slowly squeezing my penis and continuing, ‘OK, let’s get started. What I see for you is a life time spent serving me as my personal. We established a routine and she could come over whenever she wanted. I kept the door open during the day. She was often out looking for work, not wishing to go back to graduate school as of yet. And she was gone most days, but she sometimes spent the day in, and spent her time either modeling for me or sunbathing in the backyard next door. Quite a sight from my attic studio. Still, I managed to retain lots of my fun with my other flowers. I had told Madison to come over anytime and we would.