He asked me how often I did it I didn't answer he said he did it all the time and even at work. So he said if I need to relieve some pressure it's OK ...f I did it at work. Was I hearing he wanted me to jerk off at work? Damn this is going to be great! So if that point the customer came in and we had to stop our conversations and get back to work. Couple days later the situation comes up again in a conversation starts about me being in the locker room and him asking do I watch other boys or do. It was ten after midnight. I was officially free of my obligation to Andrew. But it didn't feel like I was. What would he do when I left? Go back to the brothel all the time? Drink himself blind? And what the hell did I care anyway? But I did. I bit my lower lip hard. Then, I slipped into my shoes, hurried to the elevator before I could change my mind, and punched in his code. When I arrived at the top floor, I stared at the door to his penthouse. I had opened it dozens of times in the last. I also felt a deep inner warmth and realized that Rick was unleashing his hot infertile cum inside. His grip tightened on my hips and fingers dug into me as he pumped himself empty with as much force as he could. As my orgasm subsided, I opened my eyes and saw that Sean had stopped pumping Jennifer but just stayed there motionless. She was smiling in such a way that I knew he had filled her with his very fertile seed. Sean held himself inside as long as possible, but eventually he softened up. If this is heaven, he thought, it sure does need painting. He closed his eyes and drew in breath. Somehow, his lungs didn't fill all the way with air.As he sat up, he became aware that there was weight on his chest. He looked down to see two perfectly shaped breasts hanging there. The nipples where a light pink and very sensitive to the breeze blowing past. He covered his breasts with his hands, which he noticed were very graceful and nails that were painted a bright red. He looked down past a.