?” and as I stared at the screen, I could clearly see that – apart from a very different hairstyle and make up – THAT WAS NIKKI!!!!!!!! “OH MY...GOD!” I thought as the guy spoke some very clichéd porn film script. The next thing I knew, Nikki (or the character she was playing) was leading the guy into the room behind the desk, and the shot changed to show a red, leather Chesterfield-type sofa. Nikki walked across the shot and sat down on the edge of the cushions, and the guy followed but remained. “It would appear that the participants in this little exercise are gathering,” I told Grace as 9:00 o’clock approached. “It’s time to call Mr. Hill and see what he is up to,” I added before using my tablet to go to the electronic spectrum and dialed Hill’s number. The phone only rang twice before it was answered.“Hill,” I heard a rather tired voice say.“Good morning, Mr. Hill.”“Saint Cirq,” he answered but went no further.“From monitoring the various electronic frequencies, I see that your. You need far more training," Sarah said, disappointment ringing clear in her voice.She grabbed my chin again, and thrust herself back into me. My lungs were still begging for air, and my throat now ached, but Sarah did not seem to care. With one hand she gripped my hair, and with the other she held the back of my head in place as she began to fuck my throat.Sarah was merciless this time. She would thrust her cock all the way into me, until my chin connected with her harness, before withdrawing. ” He went to the shower to clean himself up.When he came out, I was sitting on the edge of the bed, waiting on him to fuck me again. I stood up as he walked up to me. He put his hands on my shoulders and kissed me. Then he pushed me down to sit on the edge of the bed.“Now, Chelsea, I want one of your fantastic blow jobs. You do such a good job.”His hands stayed on my shoulders. His cock was semi-hard when I took it into my mouth and began to suck on it. I squeezed his big balls gently as.