From looking at the numbers, it would hurt, but not everything was about the almighty dollar. Before I made my final decision, I turned to my dad.“W...at do you think?” I asked.“If it were me, I would leave them on the shelves,” Dad said. “I worry that you won’t have the margin you need if you have a bad month. I also worry that you’ll lose customers because of it. Caryn thinks that by making it more family-friendly, and with the addition of the produce stand, you should be fine. I understand. Keep sucking you piece of garbage.The video continued like this for another 5 minutes, and eventually even Miss Bianca lost control of herself, moaning from the pleasure of oral sex. The moaning only served to spur Janet's own lust, seducing her to buck her hips against the vibrator in her hands.Janet never noticed the video ending, but continued to imagine herself in the position of the dominatrix.Service me, you little bitch. Service your mistress, Miss Ansley. Oh, yeah. Keep going you worm.. So he started with his hand spanking each of us in turn, then went to get the paddle. He took some poppers and I asked for some and he said "No!". He used the paddle on our arses for about 5 minutes and I knew this would make him hard despite having "E" and a lot of poppers. He ordered us to get on our knees with our arses in the air and when we were in position he took his bareback cock in his hand and guided it into Erics arse and started to fuck him. I knew that it would soon be my turn and,. . I can walk." "Jess, you don't have too. Get in. I'll drive you." "I don't want to inconvenience you." "You're not." "Thank you." She finally gets in and tell him her address. They talk about work, her weekend, his weekend and her dogs. He pulls up to her house. She lingers. "Thank you, Brandon." "Anytime. Let me see your phone." "Is that a good idea?" "Yes, because if you need a ride, text me." "What if she sees?" "She won't." Jess opens her hand reluctantly and he grabs her phone, putting.