“,she smiled slowly turning to the other woman before turning back to him, “ ..Well I have someone here who wants to watch you do exactly that. So...shut the fuck up and get ready to be used!!….and I mean really hard tonight fuckslave!!”, her disgusting face and wicked smile brought new tears to him as she licked her lips,” We‘re gonna have a lot of fun now, huh fuckslave?”, he strained against the bondage, and as she started slowly stripping her clothing from her body, he prayed for death once. It took some doing. He wrestled with it. Hell, he wrestled with me (literally). But, he was no match for the lust that had grown between us. A lust I refused to let go unfulfilled. It was my greatest wish come true when my daddy began finger fucking me in the parking lot. His rough hands only made it nastier, more illicit. With my pussy juice still dripping from his fingers, I led him toward the room I had rented before he could change his mind. I closed the door to the hotel room and turned on. ’James asked him. ‘Why?’ Malcolm mildly protested. ‘I said, STAND UP!!!’ MacRae roared at him, his face no more than a foot away from Malcolm’s, his eyes quickly ferocious and glaring. Malcolm stood weakly as ordered and backed away from the table. James rose as well and drew his sword. ‘Draw yer blade, Malcolm.’ the order one he hesitantly obeyed. James came around the table and squared off against him. ‘Show me what kind of a fighter ye are.’ James told him, starting to move in a circle and. ." She indicated one dark-skinned female executive who wasbusy writing notes down on a piece of paper. "...this is Camille Nolanof Loris International's advertising wing, and..." Shelly stepped behindthe woman next to him, who looked like a pretty young Asian girl withshoulder-length black hair. "...over here is Lynn Ji-Kim..." Lynn gavePam a cordial wave and a cute smile as Shelly moved to the only male ofthe group, a graying old man who looked at her with an inquisitivestare. "...and over.