." Don't you dare stop, sweetheart, ' he said, sounding worried that she might do exactly that."Maybe we should wait... you know, until we go to bed. ...hen we could do things right." Don't be a cockteaser, Jill. Things are going fine just as they are." Don't you dare call me a cockteaser!" She said, showing signs of anger flaring up.Adam responded not with words, but by using his fingers to gently pull on her labia, stretching the lips and producing a delightful series of sensations from her. As I hurried to my next meeting, I passed one of the secretary's desks. On it was a picture of a happy family. I stopped and studied it carefully."Is this your family?" I asked the new lady at the desk."Why, yes it is," she replied with a smile."You are very lucky," I said, and then hurried down the hall.A maintenance worker had dropped a tool he was using. I stopped and picked it up.As I handed it to him, he seemed to be surprised."Thanks for keeping our building in tiptop shape," I said to. She had black hair with red streaks that went down to her shoulders. Her height surprised me. Mistress Nikki was not much shorter than me, probably about 6 foot 1. The knee high vinyl boots added to that. The black leather corset squeezed her body and pushed her large breast together for quite a sight.“On your knees slut! I want you to crawl to me like a fucking animal. You are nothing but a worthless beast.”Immediately I dropped to my knees. The floor was cold as I crawled on all fours towards. A thick bead of pre-cum leaked from her tip as Sam brought her glistening glans to Casey's open mouth. He plowed his face onto her organ like a starving man, sliding his sucking cheeks down her slick, meaty pole with abandon. Samantha was astonished that after only four, hungry back-and-forth sucks, Casey had pushed his face all the way to her base. She seized his thick, blonde locks and began guiding his motions at a slower pace. She'd never last if he kept slurping her cock at that speed.“My.