"I needed the break." Then he chuckled. "And I think I made acouple of contacts that could turn into new business."Marcie laughed with him. "I swea..., if I sent you to an amusement park,you'd figure out some way to do business."John laughed aloud. "That's my job," he replied. "Oh, can you set up astaff meeting for this afternoon? There are a couple of things I'd liketo brief everyone on."**********John staggered back into his office. The staff meeting - it had been adisaster. For him,. Stockings of course, what a pimp would expect me, us to wear. Hannah wore her first suspender belt. I watched as the coffin of Charles Standish was lowered into the grave. Charles Standish. Charlie. Champagne Charlie. My pimp. My former pimp.The priest intoned the funeral rites, “In nomine Patris et Filii et Spiritus Sancti,” as he spoke he looked at me, his eyes seemed to search deep into my soul. I shivered…………I gripped the knife. I forced it under his ribs, forced it into him. His eyes flew. She caressed his very hard cock in her mouth for a few more moments, sending him into a total state of lustful ecstasy! She looked up at him, noticing that he had his eyes closed as he moaned in a low, deep voice, his head tilted slightly back. Haley slowly stopped sucking on him as she eased herself back down on the sofa, spreading her legs, her pussy lips swollen with desire, inviting him to enter her. He slowly climbed over her, placing his hips between her legs. She reached down touching. I moved a little closer to him for a better angle. I stroked, not squeezing but not too light, about the best I could figure after sneaking peeks earlier at how he used just his fingers when he stroked himself. I couldn't tear myself away from the show I was watching unfold right before my eyes, almost like I was standing next to myself as I pleasured my friend's cock. It was fascinating. His balls were practically gone. His glans, purple before, had darkened further. Within moments, he'd.