.do you understand that we own you til we see fit to dump you? Do you understand that we now have ourselves a cracker whore. Do you understand that we...now have a cracker whore sex toy that we can use anytime/anywhere? You like parties, don't you whore? You like being the center of attention, don't you whore? Well, Saturday night, two weeks from now, you be gonna be that center of attention. 7:30pm...and we will tell you what to wear/how to dress...got that skank?"My head was spinning...how. I had to agree that and I said you can't do that over the phone and she said she had to present how their new cleaning system works in person. I wasn't happy about it and said so, but she said she would get an extra $250 a day and for every day she was on the road she would get a half day off with pay on top of her holidays. I asked her who would be going on this trip with her and she said Linda and maybe Max - that opened my eyes when she said Max as he's 6' 8" black ex-ball player just her. He lifted his tall frame off of her, allowing Julie to roll to her hands and knees. Greg needed no further taps to tell him what to do. He quickly knelt behind her and slipped his shiny cock back into her, this time from behind. He thrust into her, over and over, eliciting scream after scream of ecstasy from Julie. It was all she could do not to pass out, it felt so incredibly good. She came a second time, bucking and writhing as Greg continued his relentless savaging of her pussy. Tears were. They were burning black, and her darkness was climbing inside me, dominating me from the inside. Then she put her wetted fingers to my lips, and whispered to me, “who’s my sexy girl? Suck.” She commanded and I swirled my tongue around her long finger. “Good girl.” I could taste myself, and I wanted to taste her. My mouth watered, my head swam. Her fingers returned to my pussy, and I could feel my blood start to boil. My legs started to loosen, and I fell of her finger’s driving them deeper. It.