‘Well, Miss…’ ‘Clemson but please call me Susan.’ George smiled. This girl was not short of confidence. She was realistic and sensible. ‘S...san, you should know that your landlord was in the concierge’s office and heard the men who came to your door. He phoned me to get them removed, and probably sacked. I hope they didn’t-‘ ‘No!’ she hastened to interject. ‘The call came just in time. I was only mildly… embarrassed.’ She blushed, and he knew it was worse than that. ‘They didn’t – touch you, I. My hips rocked in time to her face bobbing up and down on my shaft, fucking her face. She broke contact and pulled her t-shirt off, now totally naked. She knelt in front of me and pressed her tits on either side of my cock, the head just clearing the top. She began rubbing her tits up and down my shaft and each time the head popped up at the top she gave it a lick. I was moaning and groaning as she would increase the tempo and then slow it back down. I rocked back and forth fucking her tits and. Then I made a print of one of the pictures of your wife and showed it to the bartender. He recognized your wife right away. By the way you owe me twenty bucks, because that’s what I had to pay him to call me when you two showed up again.”“He called last week when you two went to dinner there, I rushed to the restaurant and followed you home that night. I live about ten miles from here. I checked out your routine and discovered you get home before your wife on Fridays. So here I am, ready to. Often the least legal paid the best dividends. As his limo entered the gate of Lakeview Discount Meats slaughterhouse for a meeting, he thought to himself, “No one would ever suspect that anything was going on here. The building looks like an abandoned warehouse. And no other buildings around. Perfect disguise.”“Mr. Hurley, welcome. I have been expecting you. I am Fred Wilson, General Manager of Lakeview Discount Meats. Please call me Fred. I will personally conduct your tour and answer your.