As he rammed his cock into her again, and again, she started to talk really dirty. "Oh yes darling, fuck me harder.... Oh shit hurt my goddamn pussy.......Mmmmm!" Robert slapped her ass hard as he pumped her harder. Even the pillows couldn't keep her sexual noises down; she just got louder and dirtier. Robert enjoyed sessions like this with his wife, it was always so exciting, and it was like fucking a whore and not feeling guilty about it. He was also hugely turned on by the sight of her ass. That's the only thing that will make this all worthwhile."He looked again in the mirror and saw his hairy legs. His thin, scragglymustache. What was that on the upper left side of the sweater. It looked like writing of some sort. He looked closer and saw that it was writing. It was "Name" embroidered in script. "The costume is self-adjusting the old man had said." thought CeeJay as he looked once again at his pitiful reflection. "What a load of a crap. But, its getting closer to seven,. ‘ Marie Christine handed me a slip of paper with her phone number. ‘If you’re not busy later we could meet for a coffee. ‘ That is how it all began. Over the next year we would meet, talk, and have coffee, any time I was in the city on business. Then that fateful day arrived. It was a cold winter’s day and the wind was howling down the St. Lawrence. We had popped in and out of the shops and cafes trying to keep warm. Our faces where crimson from the biting wind and snow. We where numb to the. Tina just smiled and said "You can't make me."Okay, we could have had a pleasant dinner first, but she wants to play NOW. Fine. I used my implant to ask Hillary if she could prevent Tina's chair from moving. Then, I got up and walked around the table to where Tina was trying to push her chair back. While I was doing that I considered what I wanted to do. I was going to ask Hillary to make some things for us, but I decided that it would be better if Tina asked for them. She would be using them,.