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long as I live. But don’t you worry. You don’t have to worry about me no more at all.”
    He walked out of the office—and immediately was intercepted by a team of security officers who began to beat him down to the ground. For several seconds, Falco watched, transfixed, Stephanie still stroking his cock through his pants. Randall's pained cries echoed through the walls. Then mercifully, the doors closed.
    Leaving his raging hard-on aside for a moment, Stephanie slipped off the desk—leaving a considerable wet spot from her trail of lust—and picked up a briefcase at her feet. From that, she laid out several papers for Falco to read. He picked them up, struggling not to grab Stephanie and fuck her right then and there.
    “These are divorce papers,” he said, a bit dumbfounded. “I just don't believe it. After all that, you want to divorce me?”
    “Of course I do, Johnny.” She shook her head as if he was being rather silly, like he had spilled his own bowl of cereal. “I don’t deserve to be the wife of a great man like you, do I? I just told you how I cheated on you, for god’s sake!”
    “You don’t...don’t deserve?”
    Surreptiously, she had unzipped his pants and replaced her hand on his cock—though this time, there was nothing between her silky-soft palms and the throbbing meat of his big dick.
    “Certainly not!” Stroke, stroke, stroke. “I can’t be married to you now that you know about all my infidelity. How could you possibly trust me from now on? I’ll simply have to accept your divorce. I don’t have a choice. I want you to have everything I do.”
    He looked again at the papers beneath him, struggling not to lose control to Stephanie’s amazing handjob. The papers were very clear—no settlement, no alimony, no support or payments of any kind from him to her. As a matter of fact...
    “You’re giving me all your possessions and agreeing to be my indentured servant?”
    Her strokes picked up speed at the mention of the special qualifications. He didn’t even know that indentured servitude was allowed anymore. He didn’t think anything about this divorce could have been real.
    “I thought it was only fair,” she said, “considering how little I’ve let you fuck me. I don’t know what was wrong with me.”
    “So you’re going to fuck me fifty million times?”
    The wording in the contract was very specific. After fifty million fucks, her period of service would be up.
    “Oh, I mean, maybe . I figure you’ll have your hands full with other women. There’s so many girls who would just line up to suck your big fat cock, Sir. I just put a number that would make sure I could never leave your service. At least, not until you got tired of me. I’m sure you will eventually. An important man like you must want so many different types of women. I’m so very lucky just to be considered.”
    He leaned back, putting the contract down. Closing his eyes, he tried to simply enjoy Stephanie's handjob—and did, of course, though the only woman he could really think of was Selene. Her beautiful eyes, her exquisite bust, those fertile curves, her endless legs...
    Selene had made all this happen somehow. She had made this all happen, and she was so, so, so very gorgeous...
    “Sign it, baby, please?” Stephanie's robe was gone—she wore only her tall heels and nothing else, her sexy body on display. She had been lactating. Milk dripped down from her tits to the floor. Her free hand held a pen, hovering over the contracts.
    Falco took the pen and signed everything. Stephanie cooed out little squeals of gratitude with each one. Then she dropped to her knees, her strokes slowing as his massive cock slid over her cheek.
    “In the contract there,” she said, “it states how a blowjob counts as half as a fuck. So...do you think you’d mind if I got started? I just have to repay my big, handsome Master. Selene told me that was your proper title, now. My Master . You don't mind that, do