What if he calls the Sheriff's Deputies?"He looked down into my eyes. "Then I'll deal with them. He wouldn't have been very cooperative at this point ...nyway."Would arguing about this do any good? Probably not. I sighed to display my frustration. "I suppose not."Ty glanced at his watch. "I need to go meet with the boss for a few hours. Stay out of trouble. Okay?"I almost gasped in outrage. "After that display you have the gall to tell me to stay out of trouble?" Yes."I thought for a moment that. Motherfucker sort of pushed itself out of his pants like a lazy puppy, thick and meaty and not even fully erect yet. I mean, Jesus Christ, it was gonna be more of a hand job than a blow job… I got lost in it, we both did. It didn’t matter how filthy the dark green carpeting was, or the less then gentlemanly comments coming from the peanut gallery. All that mattered was his beautiful black cock, running my small pink tongue over the thick, swollen head, coating it with saliva so that it slid. A paper banner had been hung on the wall above the bed, and daubed on it in blue paint was the stark message 'I FUCKED HER HARD AND SHE LOVED IT'.Johnson moved round to the side of the bed that the woman was facing.There was a blue stripe of paint between her breasts, and the word 'SLUT' hadbeen painted on to her stomach.He could now see the clear tape that began at her navel, went straight down over her pubic bush and continued betweenher tightly closed legs.Even before he had consciously. All of a sudden it was Saturday and I was both nervous at the prospect of what might be about to happen, but also looking forward to an even more enjoyable time with this wonderful couple.I arrived at 3:30 as Kay had requested. She met me at the door and gave me a big hug as I entered.I looked around for Jon but he was nowhere to be seen. The back door opened and in he came with an empty tray. He had just put some burgers on the grill.Kay asked me to have a seat and joined me. We began talking.