They were brand new and very expensive, and he had spent most of the day worrying about staining them somehow, or if they creased, but those thoughts ...ere farthest from his mind as he unbuttoned the blouse of the stranger pressed against the door.“Married?” he asked breathlessly in between kisses, his fingers deft as her tits spilled out of her blouse.“Newly divorced.”She didn’t bother asking him about his relationship status. She had clocked a wedding band on his finger as they had made small. I’d better get going while I still can.” He shouldered a duffle, picked up a suitcase and walked ... fast ... down the walk to the gate.There was a car and driver waiting in the drive. He tossed his luggage in the trunk, got in the backseat and was gone ... no wave good bye ... gone.I wonder if I’ll miss him. Time will tell.I immediately opened the gun box. The heavy and hard to shoot Colt 1911 was gone. In its place was a Colt Model 1908 in .380. I could shoot it.Following his directions I. He gripped the sides of the chair firmly, waiting and ready for the fuck of his life. It took some time to get even the first few inches inside him. He was wiggling his ass, sweating, cursing, he wanted to cry it hurt so badly but he knew in a few short minutes, it would feel better than anything he's ever felt before. It wasn't their first time together but each time was better than the previous time. Each time, Chance knew what to expect and he could give himself over to the pleasure of that. The muscled professional athlete pulled her panties down and began eating her swollen, dripping box while she stood in the middle of his room. The wet spot at the apex of the tent in his shorts was growing bigger by the second.Lacy asked him to lie on the bed; she pulled his shorts off and feasted her eyes on a truly magnificent circumcised 8-inch cock! His rigid meat was unusually thick and it throbbed with every heartbeat as she wrapped her delicate, perfectly-manicured hands around it. She.