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Marlee: Final Chapter

... it, daddy! Take it!” Marlee said. The in and out rhythm continued until C.C. spit out an enormous orgasm on the floor. Marlee got up and lit a joint and handed it to C.C. He took it and took a deep toke. Marlee dialed her cell phone. She spoke softly into the phone and hung up. She chatted for a while. A knocked on the door interrupted their conversation. C.C. opened the door. It was Fred! “I thought you were working in Aruba!” C.C. said. He was astonished. “Actually, I am a contractor. I work for Marlee’s operation. I never left the states,” Fred said. He approached C.C. and gave him a big passionate kiss on his lips. While kissing, Fred reached down and took C.C. penis and stroked it. That night Marlee drove Fred and C.C. to the DNA club where Marlee’s former boss kept the revenue stream flowing. *** During the following weeks, C.C. with Fred’s training learned to stay profitable. Marlee even got him a job as a dancer in the same club where Sindi once worked. *** “Hello?” It was the familiar Jamaican voice. “I have product to sell. Can you evaluate it tonight?” Marlee asked. “Show me the merchandise,” the cold voice responded. “Can you give me a good price?” “Show me the merchandise.” *** As a shackled and manacled C.C. walked through the door, Marlee signed the paperwork. On the way back to her newly redecorated apartment which she had acquired from C.C.’s assess, Marlee received a text message. A smile broke across Marlee’s face as she looked at the figure. Her mind quickly calculated that the price would return her a very nice profit. By MrDeep©