But this was Vegas, and Mary knew Joe would just love to hear her also talk dirty to him. It seemed to get him more excited, his “Pete”, or rather...his “cock”, hardened quicker when she did use such words in the past. Their love-making was always excellent, and throwing in a dirty word just might enhance the feeling! She might have to change her vocabulary just for this trip she thought.They both ate quickly, anticipating the evenings adventure. Mary needed time to get ready. She had bought. She came over to me and wanted to know what those people were doing here. I explained briefly."Did your daughter go with you?" No, she stayed here with a young woman I hired to look after her." May we talk to her?"She smiled and paused. "No. I think I have answered all the relevant questions about Charles. Please excuse me, I need to get back to work."When we went inside, the reporters and TV people departed. I heaved a huge sigh of relief. Cathy and Brianna were watching the TV. I said, "It. If she ever discussed its replacement, or the purchase of a smaller one for her, she got his ‘it’s part of my tool kit, it earns it’s living,’ spiel in the same way as his mobile phone. The fact she was actually on a better hourly rate than him passed him by. It broke down and he had it repaired, the seats were starting to wear but she stopped complaining when he showed her the silver duct tape he proposed fixing them with. Shopping trips, the very rare days out and holidays all flavoured with. You smirk as a chuckle escapes your mouth and you playfully shake your head.“So why do I get the feeling that you’re up to something naughty then?” you ask, failing to mask the slight nervousness in your voice.Pulling away from you, I step back to give myself room and I spin you around in your chair so that you’re facing me, suddenly revealing my torturous intentions. My milky white flesh is adorned with black sheer lace and not a single thing else. Matching bra and panties, lace top thigh.