She had just made him aware that he needed to complete this deal as much as she did and hoped his fear level was as high as hers. No one could go home...a failure in this business.Her best friend, Barbara, noticed that Stefani was spending time with Muhammad and asked, “Is that suit your new boyfriend?”“No way. I’m negotiating with him about his company’s security plan. Just part of the job.”“When you were a young girl, did you dream about growing up to be a corporate vice president?”“God no! I. My voice wasgrave. "What are you driving at?" Your happiness, sweetie," she answered. "Because I do love you sovery much." And her eyes told me that was the simple truth. Shetook my hand in both of hers, and rested them on the coverlet."Honey, let me ask you a little more directly. Don't you ever feeleven the teensiest, weensiest bit jealous when you see me flirtingwith some other man? Fearful of your own inadequacy? Don't youfeel some sort of twisted fight or flight reflex in your. I also have an address ofa fetish store on that list. Lady Lydia, the stores owner has beentold to expect you. Keep your bra and panties on when you get dressedand I suggest you hurry. You only have 90 minutes to get yourshopping done and get here. My address is also on the list.Mistress MischelleP.S. I hope you like the other attachment."I opened the attachments. The first was a document file of myshopping list. The store listed on it was a good 15 ? 20 minutes awayand Mistress Mischelle home. "Please Daddy, I need it" she said. Michael took his massive member in his hands and positioned its head against her pussy lips. He slid it up and down her cunt, getting it nice and wet, playing with her gash. His daughter shuddered when his cock first touched her pussy and she began to massage her tits roughly. Her eyes closed, hips rising to meet his cock. He guided his cock into her very wet fuck channel and pushed his large bulbous head inside her. It was tight. he let it sit inside.