Wrong Side

Douglas sat there, looking across the table at Rocco. His adversary was distracted. Painfully for Douglas, he knew exactly what it was.

For Emily's mouth was bobbing warm and wet up and down Rocco's fat Italian cock.

"It's a fair offer," Douglas said, waiting. The pause was long, Rocco's eyes closed as Emily fellated him. He didn't care either, which made it even more galling.

"Your offer sucks. Take it back. Dismiss and I'll give you $50k. But $300k and monitoring? You can go fuck yourself." Rocco grunted. He pulled Emily's mouth down around the base of his cock, grunting as he filled her with him cum. "You're dismissed."

It was all for show, Douglas knew. An act of dominance.