I was on the way up but not by any means a star. Flick took me to the USA to meet a few ‘VIPS’ in the business she hoped would employ me. I’d sp...nt a day glad-handing a few casting directors and was, quite frankly, sick of the whole business when Flick arrived back at our hotel. She called me and told me to meet her in the bar. She never seemed to get tired, a genuine force of nature.“Fucking hell, Millerton, have you been asleep? You look as though you just dragged yourself out of bed. Don’t. I tensed up, but I had already decided on confronting him. The door opened and his eyes zeroed in on me. “Hiya, sis. Heard you had fun with Pomelo King. Was she good? Ya know, she did the team a week ago...” “Was Ina good?” I asked flatly. He smiled. “Yeah, she was.” He never saw my fist coming. He was way taller than me, but I got his jaw pretty hard. He stumbled back, a flare of rage and amusement flickering in his eyes before a calm, calculated look settled on his face again. “Fuck you, you. Her tongue, her lips, her teeth (in short, her entire mouth) were finely attuned to making Becky scream with joyful abandon.Jenny was an instinctive bi slut.They had fucked for hours until Jenny fell asleep curled up in Becky's arms. Becky wasn't tired, so, after making sure her lovely sister was sound asleep, she went to her bedroom and slipped on a loose hippyish floral dress just in case that nosy little bastard who lived next door happened to be peeping again. Thomas was a cute kid (well,. You're already so hard it hurts. His dominant energy is overwhelming and intoxicating."Hello," he says."H-Hello, sir," you manage to spit out. Fuck, he's hot.He smiles, then grabs a fistful of your hair. He yanks your head back, and you let out an involuntary whimper."Shall I pick you, little one?" he asks, his voice low.You lick your lips and avoid his eyes submissively. The ring tied around your shaft keeps your cock from achieving a full erection, and the pain is exquisite."If it pleases.