He told her that I would be someone who could make it happen. She wanted to dominate a woman. Have the woman be a sex slave. This included being fucke... with a strap on & calling her "mistress."I knew exactly who to call. Tracie, a friend of mine who had recently gotten married. She was one of the biggest nymphos I knew. Amateur stripper & professional freak!!! She readily agreed. I would have to pick her up at a downtown bar as not to be seen by anyone.She got into my car while on the phone. 'YOU'RE THE BEST EVA,' John text back. 'THANKS FOR UNDERSTANDING. IREALLY AM SORRY. MY EYE IS FINE. YOU CAN BARELY SEE THE BRUISE NOW.SEE YOU TOMORROW'"Well?" Ed asked as he reentered the kitchen with his postal-sackstyle satchel open and he stuffed the pages in."He'll be here at 4:00. If you don't mind driving him home, thatwould be good, too." No problem." So, should I talk to Oscar about scheduling a car for tomorrownight?" Nope," Ed smiled. "I leased a brand new Tesla, like the one Rose. And Beth Ryan, but I’m working on that one. Candi’s either too ambitious to see me as a good prospect or she’s in love with Gary Welsh ... or she’s busy banging Alejandro Montez. I even did it with Shawnee Tanz, believe it or not,” Dan was very matter-of-fact about the whole thing.It was only natural to fuck around, after all. Men were like goats. It just came naturally to grab as much ass as one could. Why make that big a deal about it? Sex, money, and power were the true meanings of life, at. You'd better slow down or this party will be over very quickly!" I said. I tensed up as I felt the cum rising up my shaft. I knew the end was near. Eve felt me tense up as well but to my surprise, she only worked harder. Before I could even say it, I was cumming. Hard. Harder than I had cum in a long, long time. I blasted her tonsils with jet after jet of white-hot cum and she kept me in her mouth swallowing as fast as she could. But she couldn't keep up with the way I was dumping my load into.