’ He snapped the phone closed and pulled a leather book towards him. From where she was standing, Samantha saw that it was a calendar. He scribbled ... little note in it and closed it, putting it back on top of the pile. ‘Are you feeling a little better, Samantha?’ he asked standing. ‘Can I offer you something to drink?’ He walked over the closet that held the washing machine, pulled it open, and then opened the door on the dryer as well before opening the washing machine and scooping the. He did. He pushed her down on his cock. Every inch was swallowed up and when he felt her nose hit his dark pubic hairs he knew he'd bottomed out and she'd taken him deeper than any woman had before. "Fuck Pam," he muttered and eased her up his cock again.She had opened her throat so she could take him and she reveled in the feeling of pride that assailed her senses. She knew by the sound of his voice he had not only loved the sensation of being deep-throated, but something told her that he'd. I could see she was drop-dead gorgeous…at least to me. “No, he’s drunk after losing all our money.”“I’m sorry to hear that ma’am…”“My name is Angelina, you can call me Angie.”“So I see…Angie” I glanced at her license, “I’m sorry to hear that but I’m afraid I’m going to have to write you a ticket.”“You don’t have to,” she said with coy smile. “You could just let me go with a warning.”By now the rush of adrenaline had gone from my nuts to my dick and it was straining hard against my pants. The. Still holding the coiled whip he gently brushed her nipples making them harden. She bit her lower lip to keep from crying out at the touch. Then he swatted at her pink thighs until she stood before everyone with her legs spread wide. Oh no, she thought, this was too much. So this was how woman felt when they were stimulated. How much more could I take?Wong was soon to find out as he placed the whip's handle between her thighs and slid it up her thigh pressing it to her sex. Caught unaware Wong.