Charlie looked at them, waved and smiled. Both men waved back. Melissa was anxious and nervous. She stared straight ahead, ignoring the guys, her brea...hing laboured.Charlie reached out to hold her hand and squeezed it gently.“You’ll be fine,” she said. “Come on, let’s chat to these two.”They got out of the car and it was Charlie that did all the talking. Melissa, despite her more outstanding sexual features, took a back seat, laughing, smiling but not making eye contact all that much. But it. Her breasts were natural, no more then a B cup with small brown nipples that were jutting out, hardened from the cool air in the room. She was not fat but had pleasing curves and the small brown thatch between her legs was neatly trimmed. She felt like a naughty school girl in front of a disproving teacher. After what seemed like an eternity of humiliating scrutiny he finally spoke, his voice dripping with contempt, ‘You will get on your knees before me and beg for the privilege of my manhood. I tell him my name and introduce him to my party. He does the same with his party. I ask the ambassador how his children’s charity fund raising is going. He says they’re $30,000 short of the target for the new medical centre. I pull out my cheque book and write a check for $50,000 for the charity. I hand it over, saying, “It’ll need some supplies. Please send the receipt to my business address,” as I hand him my card. He looks pleasantly surprised, and thanks me. “You can best thank me by. . jack it off, baby." Oh, Kristen, this is more intense because you are looking at me. I am usually in front of a mirror. Sometimes I am up against a wall and when I cum I squirt in my mouth, but that is another session. There is an art to jacking off and you never rush it."Kristen reached out and started rubbing my balls. "Go ahead, grab my dick and you do it."Kristen said, "Oh, it's hard… It feels strange in my hand. This is so nasty, she giggles. I want to see your cum.".Kristen releases my.