Her voice piped up over the door.. “Hey whats wrong? Are you okay?” I said “This darn zipper snagged on me and I can't get it up, it's stuck.”...“Dammit” I heard you say “Let me come in and help you.” She pushed the door open before I could object, the dress half way up as I had tried to struggle out of it, in my writhing around, my cock slipped from its tucked in position and my bulge was plain to see.Both of us stopped, not saying a word until I stammered, “Ummm, I guess the cat is out of the. The last thing he needed was for something to go wrong with his video.Everyone at the meeting helped themselves to some food and took a seat at the table in the middle of the room. Tammie did not serve herself yet and announced that her staff made an informative video about the company and its employees and she would play it now for everyone to watch while they enjoyed their lunch. While Tammie was turning the video on, Ryan took the can of dog food out of his jacket pocket and placed it on the. .. I don't know what you want," she said. "You are more than a slave, pet. A slave is a laborer, a servant... someone forced to work for another. You are more than that because you do more than just work. You are a slut... a whore. You serve me in more ways than just a slave. And you submit to me of your own accord, as well. You are my sextoy, my pussy. I use you for my own sexual purposes. I use your pussy, your ass, and your mouth for my sexual gratification. So now, I will ask you. But he kissed and licked down the crease between her swollen pussy and her thigh. Nibbling bird like on the rise of her lips leading to her open inner lips, to her dripping channel. Now and then nipping on her inner lips, mixing his saliva with her slippery dew.Tim slid his hands and arms one after the other under her upper thighs and cupped her hot firm rounded ass cheeks. He slid to his belly and placed himself on a level with her dripping, spread, pink pussy. Unable to control herself, Cindy.