They had obviously sent someone who was expendable to take care of what they perceived was their light work.We skipped the wine, got immediately into ...he suburban to drive away home, well at least to the motel. I could see the wheels moving in her head when we got to the rooms and turned on the TV. With every minute of the local new she was getting more into it.“Tear yourself away from the TV and get us a lawyer. Remember say nothing until the lawyer arrives. I mean absolutely nothing. The cops. ”He waited for her to state her business, built she said nothing. He presumed that she was waiting for an invitation to his office upstairs.“It’s only seven o’clock,” he said. “Something must be pretty important for you to be waiting for me at my office at this hour.”He noticed that her face was turning red, which he would not have expected from her. She took a breath, as if to speak, but didn’t say anything right away.“Is something wrong?” he asked.“Why no, there’s nothing wrong,” she. ”She did as he asked, and drew in farther into her mouth. She kept going until he hit the back of her throat, making her gag a little. She then came back up to the top, before going back down, only this time she stopped before she gagged.“Use your hand too. Your hand can also help to keep you from gagging,” he said in a gravelly voice.On her next pass down, Faith used her hand first and then followed right behind it with her mouth. Using her hand as a buffer for the base made things go a lot. It was all about my release, my needs. When I came I yelled the most guttural animal-like yell I had ever let go. I was like Tarzan after he'd just killed the big ape with his bare hands. For just a moment, I was king of the fucking jungle. And the bitch was scared. Or at least startled by my yell. Her expression when she turned to gape at me was so funny I actually laughed. She collapsed forward, putting her face into the cushion, but remained with her ass in the air, my cock still inside.