Not terribly rich from the look of him, no rings, no wig, but he wore good clothing which well concealed his girth. The cost of those two dead men wou...d be quite low indeed if this man's possessions were all that could be expected. Then she stepped out of the coach and the highwayman's mood improved immediately. The lady was stiff and austere trying to hide her fear behind a mask of disdain. Her husband could have at least tried to do the same. She was a lovely woman of at least thirty,. “Sorry! Sorry. Mistress. Please, Mistress!”“That’s better.” and the dildo eased between my legs again. I had made an error and now had to suffer and my suffering meant that I would not get it all the way in for a long while and I would be held on the edge of orgasm for a long, long while.My buttocks could feel the wetness building on the sheet beneath me. “Oh, Yes!” I said. “Oh, sweet fucking YES!”Sam giggled and kept tormenting me.“My mother, the whore,” she sadi gently probing. I can practically hear her moans again, but I know I’ll be hearing them soon. We undress each other as our lips and tongues clash in a passionate, wanton kiss. Our hands easily peel off the clothing without interrupting the kiss too much. As the last piece of clothing separating us hits the floor, she pushes me onto the bed and climbs on top of me. She moves her legs to either side of my face and I look up to see that beautifully wicked smile dance on her lips. “It’s my turn now,” she says with. Was this my child? How? We always used condoms for this very reason. I wanted children with Angie, sure. But I wanted them after we were married. I was in shock.Angie saw my look and sadness came over her face and she started to cry again. She carried the child back into the other room and shut the door. I ran to the door and she was leaving."Angie, please come back, please?" I ran to her and grabbed her arm. The look of pain on her face started me crying now. I just stood there and blubbered..