Falling in love with Lena would be disastrous for us both. I wouldn't be able to stay faithful to her, my sexual drive would have screwing another man...or woman in no time. It would break her heart and it would sadden me to hurt her so deeply. I was confused, I wanted her so much, but only on my terms, oh Jesus what a fucking nightmare!The week for me was over the next day. I'd worked hard and put in an extra day to clear some of the backlog of mortgage accounts that had been piling up on my. You don’t have to worry, darling. I love you, and will always will”“Ok,” he replied. Then addressing to our driver, “Sani I want you to make sure Ma’am is safe always, understand?” My husband said.Thankfully he was truly oblivious of the fact his wife had just been fucked by his driver the night before, I thought to myself.Sani replied with a quick “Yes Sir.”I went to my car, waving goodbye to my husband. He was still grumbling about Jeremy.“Let’s go Sani,” I said.“Ma’am, Jeremy has literally. Each one knocked my breathe out of me, made mybody jolt and quake, made me arch my back more and more, pushing my pussyonto his cock, wanting it all, trying to take him farther and farther,though I needn't have worried about that because I got the impression hewas trying to push his entire body into my pussy.Seventeen times he absolutely pile-drove me. Each time was more exquisitethan the last. Each one right at the edge between absolute physicalpleasure and abject pain. I wasn't feeling any. “A Colt Army Commander? Now there's a classic! Of course, the 1911 in the DOD model number is not there for style. Your pistol is big, heavy, and only carries eight rounds per mag.”“It's a .45. One hit will knock you flat even if you're big and on major drugs. And I like it.”“Fits right in with your truck although one of those six-shooters might be more in its milieu.”Liz took a bit of hot, rich vindaloo. She was clearly famished and the vindaloo and korma went down well. I stayed quiet. I'd.