R was now poking Greg in the chest with a long red finger nail to make a point. “Don’t think that you were her first,” she slurred, “but from...the bloody noises that she made you must have been the bloody biggest!” Her eyes were spinning like a slot machine as she slumped back into the cushion. As she rocked back the strap of her dress slid down her arm, letting the top of her dress drop at the same time exposing most of the massive mammary including a huge pink nipple. “Christ, I used to. The others must share my opinion about Judith because they’ve all placed their bets on Brooke surrendering first.“I’ll bet on Olivia,” I reply, simply because the other five have bet on Brooke and it wouldn’t be much fun if everyone bet on the same slave.Olivia regards my choice as a challenge for her to try harder so that I can win my bet. Not that it seems to be a problem for her because fifteen seconds later she’s leaking all over the floor and making gasping sounds as her orgasm wracks. “Hello Mr Sharma,” I said as we shook hands. “Is upstairs open today? I’m spending some quality time with my favourite niece and we’d like somewhere quiet where we can talk.”Mel affected an angelic smile while affixing herself to my left side, the side away from the main restaurant, like a limpet.“Of course, Mr Jackson,” said the distinguished-looking Indian man. “You’re always welcome to dine upstairs when it’s not booked for a party. My nephew Rajesh is serving today.”“Thank you, Mr. It made me a grouchy little gremlin, but coffee usually helped. Right now I was feeling very much like that grouchy little gremlin. Fuck, I needed to get some coffee. And check in with work. And freshen up. And a bunch of other things. I can never go back to sleep after waking up anyway.I untangled myself from Wes, wincing because my entire body was sore. I could barely sit up and get my legs to the edge of the bed. Jesus fucking Christ. He’d been rougher than I’d thought.“Mm, don’t,” said a.