Deborah's boyfriend comes over

“Now," said Deborah, spreading her legs and pulling up her skirt, “get that tongue to work.”

The pathetic loser dove forward, but she put her hand on his forehead before he could slam into her. He took the hint and slowed down. He lightly ate her out for ten minutes, just teasing her and getting her warmed up.

There was a knock on the door.

Deborah got up to answer it. Brian remained kneeling in front of the couch because his mistress hadn't told him to move.

The stacked blonde opened the door and smiled at the extremely tall, muscular man standing on the other side. “Chris! Oh my god, I'm so fucking hot for you right now! Get in here!”

Her gorgeous, dark haired boyfriend came in and immediately wrapped his arms around Deborah. He kissed her passionately, and she responded by driving her tongue into his mouth like she was claiming territory. One of his hands held her waist in the perfect spot while the other cupped her delicious ass.

After an intense make-out hello, they broke off the kiss and went into the living room. Chris looked down at Brian and said, “Wow, he's just as pathetic as you said in your text. Will he really do whatever you say?”

Deborah laughed. “I've got him trained! Watch this.” She looked down at Brian. “Lick my feat, boy.”

Brian gratefully leaned down and started licking every inch of Deborah's feat. He knew that doing a thorough job might please her, and nothing would make him happier.

“Fuck!” yelled Chris. “And you've got all his money now?”

“More or less. I control it all, but it's not in my name. Yet.”

Deborah bent down, grabbed Brian's hair, and pulled his head up. “Okay, loser, take a good look at my man, here. This is a *real* man. He's hot, muscular, and hung like a horse. You fail in all of those categories. So now we're going to show you what a real man does with a woman like me.”