Would he beg her to take him back? Was revenge a better option? Was there a chance that they might salvage something of their relationship? He would t...ss and turn all night long, but those questions would remain unanswered until the next morning. All the while, he kept remembering how their initial chance encounter led to many hours of online meetings and later, phone calls. Then his visits down to her. Thousands of miles had separated them, yet they seemed to be able to surmount all obstacles. A company like it could easily find my contact information from the TV network. It would be the ideal time, since I had gotten a lot of press from the Emmies.Jen could actually bring the matter to my attention. I would ordinarily dismiss it out of hand, but this time I would reluctantly agree to it. After that the company could make the decisions. It was rather a compact little operation which made it appealing to me. It wasn't quite elegant, but it was clean.It was late Saturday afternoon when. Instead offlared hip-huggers, I now had pale pink capri pants. My top was awide-collared, semi-transparent button down blou.er I mean shirt.Underneath all of that, I would have to wear a new pink thong, againwith a special sleeve to hide my manhood. I also had a little pink-cropped shirt, which looked more like a sports-bra, and a pair of whitenylon knee-highs. I wasted no time getting dressed, and finished theensemble with a pair of pink wedgie sandals. As I stood before themirror, the words. I scream "FINE BITCH HAVE IT YOUR WAY".I grab a fistful of her red hair and force her head down on my cock fucking her mouth forcefully and making her gag and gasp for air each time I pull out . I continue fucking her mouth and throat until she starts gaging and drooling up massive amounts of saliva I know her throat is now getting raw. I laugh and fuck her face some more . Once done face fucking herI say"Well well what am I gonna use to clean up this mess."I grab my neck knife and cut the.