I felt hot and dangerous beneath its power. I walked towards him and put my hands on his chest, trailing my fingertips down his torso. The whole time,...our eyes were locked onto each other, whilst my fingers finally reached their destination. I wrapped my hand delicately around his shaft and lightly stroked from base to tip, his wetness dropping into my palm. Never losing eye contact, I leant forward and brushed my lips against his, tracing them with my tongue and groaning into his open mouth.. . that's not thecase." He was holding a glass of brandy, calmly swishing it as he spoke.Years ago, he'd climbed to the top of the corporate ladder. Now, hewasn't only wealthy, but ruthless and psychotic. I didn't like that hehad sudden reason to hate me and Lisa. Though, as I thought about it, itbecame clear that she had to be in on this. She was holding me here,forcing me to parade my sins before her husband. What were theyplanning? Were they going to blackmail me? It's not like I had. She bit Mia's nipple through the bra, drawing a squeal from her lover.Mia rubbed her crotch against Shay's hard thigh muscle, and I could tell her ardor was rising. Just as I expected her to crest, Shay dropped to the floor in front of her. Mia whimpered in frustration, but then moaned as Shay buried her face in Mia's panty-covered pussy. Mia's legs were quivering, and I wondered if she was going to fall. Shay stopped again, though, which drew another whine from the brunette."You're killing me,. “You can see the main house where my parents live – then there’s three rooms but you can only see one here.” She pointed to what appeared to be a large brick shed separate from the house. “My brothers and their families have one each and Lulama has the small one. There’s another building with the bath and toilet. And there’s a tap in the yard so we’re quite comfortable.”Joe cringed inside. He knew that despite the ending of apartheid a quarter of a century ago many blacks still lived in.