"I think you enjoy being slutty, don't you?" She didn't say anything. There was just silence. I leaned over and whispered in her ear, "Do you want my ...ard cock inside your tight, wet pussy?" "Oh Fuck Yeah, "She whispered lustfully. "But I have never cheated on my husband. It would be so damn wrong to go any farther." I took my hard cock in my left hand and guided the head about halfway inbetween her pussy lips. "Oh My God, No," she whispered. "I have never cheated on my husband." I slowly. There was a kindness there I didn’t expect. Mr. Chapman was basically a stranger to me. A stranger that had just unloaded his massive balls into me twice in less than an hour, but still a stranger. I expected him to be eager for me to get out of his hair, so he could go to sleep. His balls were empty, my job was done, what did he need me for? But when he stared down at me I saw a certain contentment in his eyes. A happiness. I handed him the bar of soap and he scrubbed it into the loofah with a. ‘No, I seduced him. I didn’t mean for it to happen, it’s just…’ Her words trailed off as she saw Cameron’s face tighten. ‘You slut,’ he ground out. Heather shrugged. She was how she was, and why was he angry? He’d gotten what he wanted from her. ‘I told you I never fall in love, Cameron. You didn’t believe me. You also said you knew of my escapades with the male sex. William, Holloway, Holden –‘ ‘Holden! Your own brother!’ ‘And Daddy, and James, the butler.’ Cameron looked astonished. It looked. One fine day i got text from an unknown number through whatsapp, i replied as who is this she said guess who, i asked frequently but she never told who was she, this went for some like three days, i still do remember that night she gave me a clue that starts with “P” i was thinking for a while and named few of my females friends whose name starts with “P” she said “you are a biggest dumbo, its me Prathana, remember, late night talks, club, got some idea..?” i was like blown away, me “Omg i.