The woman went directly to the cash drawer and opened it. Greg in disbelief as she began lifting a stack of bills and stuffing them into her pocketboo.... He stepped hesitantly toward her and was about to stop her when she looked up and gave him a dazzling smile."You're the new man, aren't you," her husky voice purred. "I'm Beth Roberts."Charlene watched in amusement as the photographer's wife stepped toward the boy and rubbed her tits sensuously against him.Beth Roberts, at thirty-eight, was. "Well that's shit that was a good movie as well" he said laughing. "Well i have about 30 minutes til I need to go back or mum will get worried" he said with a slight tone of disappointment to his voice. "What should we do"? he ask with a puzzled face. "I know a game if you're bored" I replied with a sudden joy inside me. "Okay then whats it called"? he asked with a slight grin on his face. "Well I don't know you're quite a bit younger than me it may be a little rough for you" I said quietly. His body shook. I knew he loved what I was doing.I rested his tip between my lips and gently sucked it in and out of my mouth. His cock was jumping up and down. Once more I slowly slid his entire length into my mouth. I held it there as I swirled my tongue around his tip and sucked deeply.He had both hands braced against the sink. I knew I was driving him completely wild with my technique. Reading all those magazines surely had paid off.I began sliding him in and out my mouth at a faster pace.. The former won out, however, and I obeyed her. "Spread your legs apart." I did so. "I think I know what you're going to do," I said. "Shut up." She had not raised her voice, nor had she put any anger into hervoice. She had used the same moderate but firm tone she had been. Yetit could not have been more effective if she had screamed it at the topof her lungs. From her satchel she retrieved two leather straps with buckles andthick cord attached. She wrapped a strap around each.