"These are our investors." Mr. Milton says. "And this is why they stick with us." He smiles. It's quite a visual.The woman pulls her mouth off the coc.... Spittle and precum pour from her lips onto her thick tits. "Make sure you fuck my ass deep. I want to taste it when your cock is in my throat." She demands."You want to know why we didn't suffer during the financial crisis, while every other firm in town did?" He smirks. It's difficult to pull your attention away from what you're watching to. ‘No one sees the man I am, just the men I pretend to be.’ a hint of sadness in his voice. ‘Well, if its any consolation, I see you for who you are, Robert. Not what you do. Your not some glamorous movie star asshole, but a caring and fun loving man.’ trying desperately to cheer him up, I lift my other hand and trace his cheekbone with my finger. His eyes close momentarily, a deep sigh escaping his lips. ‘You have no idea how good that feels, Kat. To hear those words and to actually feel a. They have a tendency of not seeing jet skiers.My cousins and I went out to a bar one night for a couple of drinks. It was early and pretty quiet there. They were both older than me, and had boyfriends, so they went home before me. I started partying with two pretty good looking local guys about my age, and they said they would take me home. We stayed at the bar; it was called Shooters 21, and danced for a while.The guys asked me if I wanted to go party back at their place. Being horny as usual,. I was afraid to bring up the sixth and final picture. I couldn't imagine what indignity the person taking these pictures might have forced upon her. I could feel Christie's hands tightly locked onto my shoulders as I had scrolled through the photos. I don't think either of us was breathing at the time. I summoned all my courage and clicked on the last picture.Diane was on the floor now, huddled in a ball in the corner of the room, trying to defend herself from something or someone. I could see.