Bitch has skill, and the feeling is incredible. I'm a manipulative bastard for sure, and knowing that she has no choice but to service me and to my sa...isfaction sends a rush of power through me and it's glorious.I grab her head before she can pull off of my cock and I hold her there. She doesn't gag, which is amazing and simply stares up at me. Her hands reach into my pants and she finds my balls, her fingers gently stroking them as she pulls them out to join my cock.The only sound in the room. “Go on then.”“My jacket.”“Your jacket?” Leah was puzzled.“She means just her jacket,” grinned Camille.“Oh, great!” laughed Leah. “You want me to strip naked in front of you and your boss, then put a jacket on.”“I’ll go and wait in the living room,” I retreated.“Could you bring my jacket?” called Zann.I fetched it and passed it to Camille, avoiding looking into the bedroom.“Derek’ll strip too, if you ask him,” I heard Zann volunteering me. “Anyway we can’t leave him out of it.” I paused in the. I pause slowing down, knowing this is a pleasure I can make last if I take my time. The next image in the sequence draws my attention, she’s lying on her back the image of innocence and vulnerability, the look in her eyes gives it away, she’d posed just for the camera. Slow, slow I have to remind myself, no need to hurry or rush. My hand moves more smoothly as pre-cum lubricates the condom, the chair creaking softly as I try to settle back relaxing. She’s moved again her back to me as she. ‘OK’ was all I said and we walked out and into the elevator. I was waiting for him to make his move, mabye an offer of money, mabye a furtive attemt of a kiss, but that would have been comical as I towered over him. I did not feel horny enough for sex, but I did feel sexy in a powerful dominant way. I was in control and he was my puppet and I was in a perverted sense, enjoying the pain I was inflicting on him. ‘If I invite you in, you wont try anything funny?’ I asked. ‘No god no’ he said and.