They kissed again as Ian fingered Pat's very wet gusset and she tensed as she almost came. "Fuck me over the back of that chair," she said as she took...off her knickers and Ian watched her very large backside sway as she moved towards a chair.Pat bent over it and grabbed the seat, "Fuck me, fuck me hard," she pleaded.Ian looked at the incredible sight before putting his fingers between Pat's legs and goosing her cunt and with an "Ooh, ooh, fuck, " she came. With Pat still shuddering, Ian dragged. “I want to meet his wife, and I want him to use me… We, Harry and I, instantly understood one another, we knew I was his to use as he wished, it was when you went out to take that call, we talked, and it was like a meeting of minds, it wasn’t what he said it was …oh I don’t know it was…well…all sorts of little things. Yes, I want and perhaps need his chastisement, But, not without your total approval, I don’t want our marriage to suffer one bit. And if you say no, no it will be!” Me I just. Samantha flipped through some pages and began."Your parents' house has a two hundred thousand dollar mortgage on it which will be paid off by a mortgage cancellation policy your dad took out when he bought it. Current market value is about a quarter million"She flipped to another page"Your dad had a three hundred thousand dollar life insurance policy on himself and a hundred and fifty thousand on your mom. In addition, there was a college fund in each of your names" What?" I asked ... nobody. Neeka loved the jersey. While I was gone, she had found a pair of slip-on deck shoes that looked just comfortable enough. They may have been the only flats in the closet. Everything else in sight had nothing less than a four-inch heel.When Bambi came out of the bathroom, we brushed her hair back into a ponytail. Then Neeka applied just a touch of blush to her cheeks and a hint of color to her eyes. No mascara. No eyeliner. No pencil. No lipstick. It was the lipstick that she had the hardest.