Poor Donna had chosen wrong and now was living to regret her decision.I liked Donna. She was always kind to me, and tried to mend the fences between h...r husband and me. The two of us were just too different, so son and father never really had any common ground to bond with. Donna kept trying and forced herself and Stu into my life, whether I liked it or not.Stu had burned his bridge with me, but poor Donna was stuck in the middle. If not for all her effort and kindness, I would have wished her. He lay down and I slipped off my blouse, panties and skirt and climbed on it grasping his already hard cock. Looking him in the eyes stoking his cock I lowered my head and kiss the tip of his cock running my tongue inside its cum slit then puckered my glossy lips and engulfed his cock balls deep till my lips were pressing to his groin. Pulling back looking at the bright lipstick marks I left on his groin “I usually save that for the last thing I do always leave lipstick marks. I just wanted. They all got out and entered a house that must have cost in the low seven-figure range. I memorized the address. I followed them inside. Vivian was led to a room that appeared to be a study. A man was seated behind a huge desk.I concentrated so I could hear, if muffled, what was being said."Thank you for coming. I trust your trip was comfortable?" the seated man asked Vivian."Considering I didn't request this trip, no," Vivian responded."Sorry about that. I have little time, and it was. Her breath catches in her throat, she knows who’s in control. He gives her three more strokes and SMACK! He slaps her ass. AAAAAh! She cries as, SMACK!, he does it again. Over and over he slaps her ass cheek turning them red and hot. She reaches back to slow the assault and he grabs her arms. He holds them together at the wrists as he continues to fuck her. She is restrained but the slaps have stopped, her poor ass burns but not like her pussy as another small orgasm washes over her. He pulls.