What you haven’t mentioned, though, is how did this turn around? Friday, it sounded like they might have loved our presentation and references but t...ey weren’t really sold on pulling representation away from the guy they currently have. Or, I should say had.” They all laughed. But as they all sat at the round table, the three younger men focused on their father. Caleb had merely been the one to ask what they all had been wondering.Jacob smiled at them. Now was the time for his proposal. A. " She smiled as she brought the sharp razor to the base of my hard cock.One long smooth stroke as my pubic hair was shaved clean. Victoria held the razor still at the base of my cock."Trust," she started, "Is the basis of any relationship, especially with a Mistress and her slave."She looked directly into my eyes."Brian, do you trust me?" She asked.I was nervous, but there was a sense of calm."Yes, Mistress, I trust you," I told her truthfully.Smiling, Mistress Victoria took the sharp blade and. And she licked her lips in anticipationand he began to move. Long strokes, long almost to her mouth; he pushed himselfhard so that the very tip of his cock barely grazed her lips, once, twice,the third time she caught him, taking the sensitive tip right between her lipsand squeezing. And again, to a long lush lick of her tongue. And again, to an aching need,the suction of her mouth and her hot flicking tongue, devouring him, eatingjust the luscious tip of him, all hot wet sucking licks and tugs. It also didn’t help that Ruth was taking seriously her belief that she had to ‘make the most’ of her time before she was ‘over the hill’ (her words, not mine). She damn near wore me out and certainly kept my balls drained dry. I had half a mind to tell her to slow down—especially during that final week before the big day—after all, I didn’t want her wearing herself (or her pussy) out. It’d put a big dampener on the whole thing if she couldn’t go through with it because she was sore.There was.