Thank you, Sir.”She had Stryker stand while she removed the towel and folded it into a seat cover. Trini urged him to sit again. Scooting close, the...slim blonde caressed him, holding his manly cock and gliding her warm palms up and down over its length. When she pursed her lips he warned her.“You won’t fucking spit on me, girlie. I’ll paddle your Blondie-looking ass.”Trini laughed a musical trill. Instead of spitting, she allowed a silvery string of her saliva to drip from her lips onto the. "Jeff stared at the monitor, its picture showing the helipad and his daughter fighting a losing battle on the big snow blower, the snow-covered mountains for a backdrop. "I..." Chill out, My Love," Diana said. "Dave and some of your younger wives will meet the copters when they come in. After the guests and their luggage are scanned, the guests will take the short ride from the helipad to the front door in an Escalade, driven by one of your wives. Dave will bring the luggage in your Expedition.. “How long have I got if I just opt to not have any of the services,” I said.“John, please,” she said.“Doctor, how long? Please,” I said. She gave me a look that screamed frustration.“John, there is no way to tell for sure, but not very long. Could be a few months a year, hard to say,” she said. “But, with treatment...”“Thank you doctor. You’ve been great,” I said. “Goodbye.”I was actually feeling good. I knew the man would find out that I was not accepting his help. I would almost for sure be. ..please....I'll come back and fuck you all night....just don't involve my husband...please" Her pleading and protestations fell on deaf ears...."Just fucking do it!" Crying quietly she picked up her phone and rang her husband back, apologising for the last call, saying she was in a room with a bad signal. She passed on the invitation, and her demeanour spoke volumes as he obviously agreed to the arrangement. "Can I go for a shower...please?" Bad as he was, he reneged on his earlier plan and.