“Lance, money is not a problem. You just have to know what you’re doing. I do. Okay!” I said.The man threw his arms up. Okay. I know better than...anyone, apart from maybe Penelope, that you’re a freaking genius, but Lee, even for you there are limits,” he said.“Think so do you?” I said, and smiled the smile of a man in control, And the rescheduling of my marriage to my Cherry was accomplished, and it was all good.And then it was New Year’s Day. And we were at 2nd Baptist church in Scottsdale.. She takesit and with both hands she rubs and rubs and moved inclose.I felt her wet lips on my now enlarged dick, she beginsto rotate her mouth and using her hands she rubs myballs and the area under them, soon I feel her fingersteasing my butt and that starts to make me grind my assdown on her hand and she only has desire to see if shecan get a finger to enter me. At the same time she is doing things with my dick thatwere something different and wild. She began toincrease the speed and I began. She was the go-to person whenever there was a problem or one of the attorneys needed some advice on a problem with their case. She hadn’t had any actual legal training, but had picked up so much over the years that she was as versed in the law, or more so, than the attorneys she worked with. Besides that, I knew they’d all miss her beautiful, smiling face in their office.I know that part of her fantasy was putting herself in the position where she’d literally have to prostitute herself to help. “Okay bitch,” scolded Marcus, “we’ve only just begun.” He pulled out with an audible plop.“Oh my god,” I said. “He’s gonna put it straight back in.”And he did. And this time Sondra just said, “Oh fuck.” Her head rocked side to side on the bed, brown eyes wide open in surprise and shock. Marcus gradually fed her his bulging shaft until about four inches remained. Then he started a rhythmic in-and-out motion which had Sondra murmuring, “Oh yes, oh yes, fuck me with your big dick. Come on, give it.