" You do nothing without my permission. If someone wants you, you send them to me. If I say yes, you give them the fuck of their life." I ... understa...d." Good, now no smiling, just look sexy and remember to pout those lips."With that the two made their entrance. The main ballroom was enormous. The wall hangings and chandeliers were opulent and the guests all dressed to the nines in gowns of varying colors and descriptions. Suffice it to say that despite the variance in hues and stylings all. " A tall brown skinned man barely clothed walked up to us. "Namaste mere achchhe mitr. Bahut lamba samay gujar gaya." (Hello my good friend. It has been a long time.) The man said to Pops. I stared at both of them I hadn't understood a word! "Pops! I don't understand! I will get us killed if we stay here! How in the hell..." I started, and then Pops touched my head. "The little --- -- afraid." The tall man said. "He should -- ---- -- - few moments," Pops replied to the man. My mouth must. The desk was a huge L-shaped affair. It seemed to be made of teakwood polished to a deep glowing brown, almost black. On the short side of the "L" were tiers of telephones, intercoms, and what looked like radio transmitters and receivers. On the long side of the "L" was the usual desk with a velvet blotter, a gold pen set, and a small model of some sort of complicated machine.To the young and voluptuous blonde, it was like standing in the private office of the President of the United States of. My own cock was bobbing up and down between my legs, and I was as turned on as I could remember being. Serving this man that I really didn't know.Soon, his words became more urgent, more insistent, and he was pushing harder and harder on my head, forcing me to take all of his thick helmet into my throat. I was gagging and gasping, but wanted to make him cum into my mouth. I knew the moment of climax was fast approaching.Before I had arrived for this encounter, I had planned to be very safe -.