I not only didn't know what Maggie was up to, or what she thought she was doing that would dissuade my ex-wife's being there, but now Andrea had calle... Maggie's bluff, if in fact that's what it was. I had no desire to return to the bedroom, but found I was running out of any plausible excuse for being delayed further."Fuck!" I said to myself, though speaking it aloud as I snatched a clean wine glass from the cabinet. "This is insane!"I ascended the stairs once again carrying the wine and. And his.“This pathetic excuse for a male is Chester Harman, he’s my present pet, till I tire of him. I took control of him after his wife divorced him ... discarded him like a worthless pair of used panties ... Why did your wife dispose of you Chester?”. He swallowed hard, his brow now sweating a little as his balls threatened an impromptu delivery with the pleasure of humiliating himself.“She found my hidden collection of magazines Mistress.”“ ... and what women were portrayed upon those. This is who you are, who you were meant to be. There is no judgment here; only tangled limbs,lust, and a****lism. Thomas shudders and takes three deep, fast strokes and cums inside of your sore pussy. He always had stamina and this public display did not change that. His still hard cock pulls out of your pussy and you feel his hot seed leak from your battered lips and slide down your ass. The barmaid quickly dives in and laps and sucks the fresh semem from you. You lay back with one hand on the. I look up slowly "Phew!" This time, she only spilled her coffee on herself. "Ms. Kimberly, I was wondering..." "Sure run home and get cleaned up." I interrupt her before she can finish. "Thank you." Shelly returns in about an hour. I hear her return to her desk. Before I know it its lunchtime. Shelly is standing at the door. "I am leaving for lunch now." I look up and see her. She has changed to a black wearing a tank-top dress. It's pulled so tight around her waist that its almost crawling up.