" God Tony, I can't do that." Why not? You were only half a second from doing it to that dirtbag you brought here." But that was different Tony." A bl...w job is a blow job Rosie. It's your choice. Open your mouth or I open mine." You promise you won't tell Steve?" You suck my cock and I won't be able to. I tell on you and then you tell on me right?"I saw a little bit of a smile form. "How about this Tony? You tell Steve and then I tell everybody you are lying because I wouldn't put out for you?. An unappealable nail for a marital coffin.But she twisted from me when I began my final approach back there. And so I fucked her in the usual way, propped on one arm with my free hand at her throat, her eyes daring me to finish. I was determined to give her something to remember, fucked her with punitive disregard for her comfort or pleasure. And all the time that my hips lunged and withdrew, our eyes remained locked. Sometimes my thrusting would be more than she could bear, and she squeezed. All of a sudden, Sandra threw her arms around his neck and at the same time she glued her lips to his.They went on kissing while he kept on fondling her cunt and her breasts for long minutes, and all the time I could hear their heavy breathing and the smacking noises that their opened mouths and thrusting tongues made as they took turn to invade each other's mouth.Later, I saw that he was trying to shove his hand inside her panties, but he was having trouble - probably because of the fact that. ‘Fourteen sixty-seven.’ The woman said breathlessly. Sean tore his eyes away from me to glance up at the woman. ‘What?’ She seemed to know that he wasn’t interested in her cleavage or her face and her tone changed dramatically. ‘Fourteen sixty-seven.’ She repeated but with sad look to her eyes. She spotted me looking out from the front window and glared at me. I sat back in my seat and frowned. ‘Alright…’ I muttered. Sean laughed and paid the woman, hardly glancing at her until she handed.