"Ja, sorry yes, they are aware of what is happening to them, but they cannot move or even scream out, it's a way of ensuring that they obey orders." G...ockenspiel said with a smile on his lips."So what can we do with them?" A man asked."You have to ask me this? very well then... Madam Smythe you have a range of clothing that you need modelled by actual children, not the anorexic waifs that the agencies tend to send you, and then there's the extras that your clothing have inside them, the extras. You know that I would never do that” and she said “Yeah you would. Are you in her bed?” and I said “Yes, but that's...” and she said “Are you naked?” and I realized I was but only because I didn't have any clothes there and Lucy had given me a t-shirt to sleep in but I didn't have it on and I couldn't really remember when or why I had taken it off but sometimes you just do stuff like that in your sleep I guess and I said “Yes, but...” and she said “Is she sleeping?” and I said “I think so” and. All this hot wet stuff went flooding down her throat. Maureen jerked back coughing and choking. As she jerked back more of the white sticky stuff, semen, came squirting out all over her face and chest. She was choking with a mouthful of semen down her throat and another mess of it all over her face, chest and breasts. It was awful! Maureen sat back on her heels. Kneeling beside Cal she kept choking and spitting, ‘That stuff’s awful!’ Cal sat up, ‘I’ sorry. I tried to stop you.’ Maureen was up. I kept him so nice and sloppy wet with my spit. That part was easy. His dick made me drool. I was swimming in spit and I wanted to laugh. He was getting his monies worth. I had no clue I would love being a call girl. This was a wake-up call for me. Most men would've busted a nut with me in this situation. He wasn't most men. No wonder a desk pet only worked for two weeks. This fucker could break a woman's jaw. The more I got into it the more he pulled back. He wanted it slower but I didn't.