.I'm at my desk soaking wet, can't even concentrate. All I want to do is go and kneel for my Master. I pat myself on the back for being so naughty. We...weren't suppose to see each other until the weekend, but I couldn't wait to see you. So the only way to get to be with my Master was to be a bad girl!I finally arrive to your house and run in desperate to strip and kneel for you. In my frantic state I don't realize you are already home, on the couch in the dark, sipping a whiskey you had poured. The tycoon and Rolando wear masks fabric strung across from each other and expect the night ... Night comes, the huge moon peeked out from the clouds and the stars shone steadily as Christmas lights, the men meet with women - Ah, 'said Crystal, these bastards finally arrived -Sorry ma'am, he said Rolando -The words will not help you now filthy fucking bastard said Ivonne -We are humble slaves -said the tycoon-do as we ordered -If so, says Crystal, kneel down and come to mehe does so, and gets. It was Friday afternoon and the show would soon be starting!. I was really getting excited never having done anything like this before. Before I took up position she said cheekily try not to get too aroused and mess your pants!. I wasn’t sure why she said that but I did thing that my having an emission was possible so I thought there may be a reason she is warning me not too!!i took up position in the darkened inner office and waited. 5 mins later Jim strutted in and without any formalities he. Franco was tall and slim, he looked like he swam to keep in shape judging by his broad shoulders atop the slim frame. His hair was jet black and gelled, with his nicely tanned skin, the name really suited his Mediterranean look. I thought he was going to blush when I commented on how nice his butt looked in his tight jeans, he gave me a wink.“I know,” he mouthed to me. “Thanks.”I asked Franco where the smoking area was, he told me to go ahead and light up at the bar, it was a private party so.