I’m going to have to use a hundred dollar bill, is that okay with you?”“Normally, we don’t take those, but if you’re going to fill it up, th...t’ll kill half of it. We are prepay, so if you’d leave me the money, I’ll set you up.”Harry pulled out a $100 bill from his pocket, handing it to the attendant, who punched some buttons on another device. “You’re authorized, Sir.”I followed Harry back out, where he pulled a tube connected to a hose from the device standing out front. He flipped a lever,. She wanted to be a little fucking whore for white cock. By now my cock was hard as granite, and I could feel the sticky drops of pre-cum on my boxers. Then suddenly she stood and adjusted her dress. She began walking toward the door of my office. “Kimberly, we’re not done. You still have 28 minutes left. “I know, but I can’t do this. I am sorry I have wasted your time” she said. “My time is yours, please sit. Let’s continue.” Her hand now on the door knob, shaking her head…she twisted the. His eagerness was more than she could fend off and within seconds he had his tongue in her mouth and his hands were mauling her breast. As he stood up, he kicked of his sandals and let his gym shorts fall to the ground. As he stared down at my wife’s exposed woman hood , he spit on his hand and started lubing up his already rock hard monster cock. My wife’s pleas and begging for him to stop, fell on deaf ears as he resumed his position between her legs. However, this time he was guiding his. She was intrigued. The dinner was semi-formal; most of the men wore tuxedos. The women, including Sally and Irina, went for what might be called understated elegance: sheaths with a single strand of pearls. It was a terrific evening, the meal was sumptuous and the champagne was endless. Topped off by good music and dancing, the whole thing was unforgettable. They were in high spirits as they drove the thirty minutes to Chatham.Once inside, Franco started a fire and produced a bottle of grappa..