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“Pamela, may I call you Pamela?”Nod.“We both want the same thing. To keep this as quiet as we can. Me, for my client. You. Well, obvious reasons...”Another nod.“So, I hope we can do a little horse trading. I bet I know of another room where you’ll find some hidden cams. At least one cam.”“Where? Which room, I mean.”“In a minute. I’d like a look at one day of your security tapes. The 14th. During the day and into the night, especially around 10, 10:30, 11.”“Impossible.”I used my Pamela technique. ”“Absolutely. That sounds wonderful.”“Good.” I said as I leaned in to give him a quick kiss, then whispered in his ear, “I was hoping you might enjoy a blow job.”His hands shot onto my double-D breasts and he gave them some thorough squeezes as I reached down to undo his pants and push his boxers out of the way. I stroked his rapidly engorging dick with one hand and massaged his ample ball sack with the other.“Nice.” I complimented after a quick glance down. “Would you mind if I sucked it for. While this was going on Lynsi took her clothes and pulled out my cock and starting sucking on it with long deep strokes, shit I almost shot my load right then, but every time I thought I was going to cum, Lynsi would squeeze my balls so tight it would almost kill me, dam it hurt and felt great at the same time, now that was a blow job.Diane reached down and pulled her panties to one side so I could slide my tongue into her soaking yet pussy, and riding my face harder and harder, then she let. “That wasn’t part of,” I tried to say. “Shut it bitch, I paid you for me to get off,” He grumbled at me.Deep down I didn’t mind, but I didn’t want him to that I loved anal.The cries of joy I was muttering, would have given me away though.“Ooh yeah, ooh, ooh mmmh, ooh,” I cried and moaned. I couldn’t help it.“Oh bitch, you were so tight, now you’re just right for the humping,” He talked down to me.I hated him referring to me a bitch, with his tone of voice. But my cries made it seem like I.
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Now I removed my jeans and undeis. She wanted to see my dick and was quite charmed at seeing my 6″ erect and hard dick. She took it in her hands and...started gently stroking it, the tip of the dick was wet with the precum and now I was unable to bear to keep it out of her pussy. She was moaning and was asking me to put the hard dick into her wet pussy. I checked her pussy with my fingers and found her to be dripping wet. Suddenly she asked me to get inside her, but only after wearing a condom,. .." I manage, then look up withrelief as the door opens."Everything is unpacked and ready Mistress," Chanteuse says holding thedoor open."Good," Mistress Divine looks at me. "Well then, up you go, top floor isall yours princess. But.. I think I'll take something before you go...skirt off princess."I look at her in surprise, but realise she is serious, and flush.Unfastening the zip, I slide it down, gently wiggling it over my hips anddown my legs."Good boi!" Mistress Divine claps. "Now crawl out. More

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