I had been chatting during night time with a married lady.She loved to cheat on her husband, just because he was a loser.Then finally I accepted her i...vitation to meet at a restaurant.Her name was Gina. She was a sensual good looking woman in her late forties; red hair and nice green eyes. She had long legs to die for; round buttocks, tight waist. She looked as a perfect bitch…She was looking for a tall man well endowed, no matter what skin color could be. She wanted just big and I had one big. My hands gripped the sheets as I stifled a groan, a combination of pleasure and pain inside me. The smell of lavender suffused the room, wafting its way to my nostrils.“How is it so far?” he asked. “Are you enjoying yourself?”“Very good,” I whispered. But I couldn’t deny that I wanted his hands elsewhere. Impatiently, I wondered how long his talents would be squandered on my back when his hands could be exploring elsewhere. Would he be so cruel as to deny me that, after I had left myself so. I know that for her it represents protection. But for many of the concubines that I've had to deal with a leash means that someone has treated them like disposable property. I'm absolutely sure that some sponsors don't think about the possibility that the behavior that they exhibit toward their concubines will affect the children in their houses. Yet when I started looking, in houses that the sponsor considers his concubines to be property there seems to be a marked decrease in the level of the. So I took a quick look under the bonnet and after fiddling with a few leads I found the problem, and ten minutes later with the help of some tape I had her car running again."Oh thank you Steve, your life saver!" she smiled before giving me a friendly hug "what do I owe you?" she then asked"How about some beer money?" I replied smiling"Okay, you sure?" she asked"Yeah, I hardly did anything, honestly beer money's fine!" I replied"Okay, i'll just get my purse" she smiled and wandered into her.