"I'll meet you there." Great!"I put my phone back into my purse and walked across the parking lot and into the Applebee's. "Just one?" said the bubbly...redhead hostess."Two. Actually, I'm meeting someone for a job interview," I said."Okay, well booth or table?" I prefer a booth." We'll have one available in a few minutes if you don't mind waiting." That's fine," I said.The redhead disappeared and I sat down. She came back a moment later and said, "This way ma'am."The restaurant was still pretty. He thinks highly of himself, even through he might be a little rusty as his hey day was a while go but that doesn't stop him from hitting on every woman that comes his way, including Candy who continues to rebuffs him.There are Four Championship belts that are right now vacant as this is a new promotion. They are:The Lucha Champion- It's a high honor to be considered the best of the best in Lucha, which is why it's not given out lightly. Just as to Lucha Tradition there are few championship. "You are a fucking slut, aren't you" I laughed. "About to be ****d and you are creaming like a schoolgirl getting finger banged for the first time".I knelt down in front of her and attached a home made spreader bar to her ankles, opening her legs and giving access to both of her holes. Now came my special fetish. I went over to the table a grabbed an overfilled enema bottle...its tip gleaming with lube. I walked behind her and shoved it up her asshole. Again she whimpered behind the gag. I. I watched, rapt and awed as she rose, her clinging rectum stretching beneath, then plunging back into her, the site of her penetration obscured by the shadowed hollow created by the indentation of her crack. Her pussy opened and blushed with her arousal, spurting with ever drop, compelled to secrete from the wrong side of her nethers. She begged me with her eyes, which streamed with tears of pain and ecstasy, and I complied with her wishes. For she’d been wholly corrupted by power and greed,.