THIS IS A PARODY... IT IS NOT REAL
I was sitting in Kim Kardashian's house, with her mom, Kris Jenner, waiting for the queen herself to show up. Kris had hired me to remodel Kim's bedroom because I'm the best in the biz, at what I do. I have a long list of celebrity clientele, I have worked with and they all have loved my work. I'm also the best, at another thing... Taking control of famous women. You see, strong, successful, famous women, or at least most of them, enjoy giving up control to the right, dominate man. It's a stress release for them. It's also a sexual release, as well.
Kris was sitting beside me on a very nice couch, drinking a glass of champagne, looking very nice. Her short, shiny black hair, framed her sexy, milf face, quite nicely. She was wearing a black top, with white stripes, tight black pants and black heels. You could see where her daughter's got their looks from. I was looking at her full, pouty, bright red lips, as they kissed the champagne glass. We were shooting the breeze about celebrity clients of mine, that she was friends with. She mentioned Kathie Lee Gifford, one of my clients and one of the women I took control of. They were good friends, so I wondered if Kathie Lee told her about my "work." I got my answer really quick.
"You know Dick, I was talking to Kathie Lee the other day and she told me about your "work." I think you're the perfect person for this job. Kim has been under a lot of stress lately and hasn't been able to relax, so I know your "work" would certainly help her relax. I'm sure you will do, a great job." She said, as she looked at me, with her sexy smile and rubbed my leg. She leaned over and whispered to me, "maybe you can "work" on me, as well." She grabbed my cock, through my pants and softly kissed my cheek. She reached in my pants and jerked my cock slowly.
"Mmmmmmmmm, you're so big Dick, I knew you would be perfect for this job." She was getting ready to suck my hard cock, when her boss bitch daughter showed up. I put my cock away and zipped up.
"Hey mom." They kissed and she looked at me. "Well hello, you must be Dick, I'm Kim." She reached her hand out to shake mine, but I decided to get to "work" immediately.
"You're late. I don't like people being late." I didn't shake her hand. She looked at me in shock. She couldn't believe someone, would talk to her like that.
I walked upstairs, telling her, "I'm a busy man, come on." She scoffed, but lead the way to her bedroom. When we went in the bedroom, she was still upset at me and just couldn't hold it in any longer.
"Look, no offence, but I don't think you're the right person, for this job." I looked at Kris and shook my head.
"Trust me Kim, he's the PERFECT person, for this job." Kris assured her daughter. She smiled and winked at me. I pushed forward.
"One question Kim, why are you such a bitch?" I calmly and confidently asked her, while I looked around the bedroom. She was angry again, but I didn't care. She had no idea, who's she was dealing with.
"Wait a damn minute, who the hell do you think you are? Do you know who I am?" She got the ball rolling, but I was a lot better roller than her.
"Yeah, you're the bitch and I asked why." I hit a nerve.