Her head inches more and more down his cock, pulling it back every so often as her lips massages his cock. She glances at the camera rarely as she fe...ls the shy, nervousness of the camera rolling.The Man grunts slightly, but seems more focused on getting footage than pleasure at the moment. The camera blinks as it records silently, and he grins as he sees her fear ridden face glance at the camera. “That’s right.” He says with a lusty voice. “Give that shit up to the camera. My clientele. Listening to those two can affect folks. So go ahead and finish. Here let me get you some tissues.” I rolled over and pulled a few tissues from the box on the nightstand and handed them to him. He took them and stared at me like I was doing something weird.Then it hit me, and I started to giggle. “I am sorry, Brad, I’m still half asleep. I used to get the tissues for your father when he would masturbate. I guess old habits die hard. So go ahead and do it. I won’t watch if you don’t want me. The third room had chandeliers “Most are made from diamonds and other precious stones. Your parents did not like the glass ones, they look shabby compared to the diamond ones”Room 4 were racks of unmounted precious stones. All labelled with various information.Room 5 Blew Bridget mind It was larger than the vault full of various made up jewellery. It was stunning. Bridget grabbed my arm for support. Racks and racks of fantastic jewellery. In glass cages.Victor continued “Miss, Master, If I said. Their home was a mansion. Imagine, seventy five hundred square feet, about three times the size of a regular subdivision home. Joan insisted on giving me the full tour; I think that was because she wanted to give Ted's balls time to fill up again. When we got to the master suite, Ted was already in a bathrobe and flip flops."How about a swim, Sue?" I don't have a bathing suit."He gave me such a pained smile that I felt silly when I realized what I had said. I actually blushed. Joan gave me a.