..this is wrong...please... I will not report you to police, I promise" Vanessa tried to convinced him to let her go.He walked on his bed and came nex... to her. He lowered his body and slapped Vanessa again with his backhand this time. "Whack... don't ever disobey me! that's what you get if you disobey me!" said Tyrone.He walked back and positioned himself in front of Vanessa again, back to where he was before. Vanessa opened her legs this time around. She lifted her legs up in the air exposing. Now all my clients are pretty well off so the price was well within their ability to pay."Let me use your phone Chrissie?" he asked. I nodded OK and he quickly left my sitting room and stepped into my office.By the way what I loosely refer to as my "sitting room" is a room adjacent to my office which consits of basically twooverstuffed leather chairs and king size bed. The "sitting room" is where the majority of the work gets done.I smoked another cigarette and drank another glass of wine while. Watching you tugging that perfect rock hard dick and imagining the sound of your moans. I bend over the sofa so you get a view of my most intimate places. I feel weak and tender but all I want to do is ruin both my holes for your entertainment. I start with my pussy making sure you can see as I ram three fingers deep up my cunt. I add another finger stretching myself wide for you. I dont care that it feels uncomfortable for the briefest time, I want to do this for you, to get that perfect cock. Chapter Six The four of us walked the dogs in the nearby park. ‘Did you really fix his bank account? I asked Liam. He shot me a wicked grin. ‘Nothing too serious, but it will be a bit of a bind for him to sort it out,’ he said. My head was buzzing from what we had learned. The stolen Ikons story had a ring of truth. What I couldn’t figure out was why Cornell had used the elaborate charade about foreign exchange in the first place. Niall pondered the question. ‘I can only surmise that he wanted.