Mr. Thomas took his turn next he lifted my legs, placing them up on his shoulders as he drove into me, giving me the hardest fucking yet, pounding vio...ently into me. Calling me a slut and a whore the entire time, before he came he too pulled out and moved along side cumming on my breasts.Mr. Clark took up where he left off, my pussy was aching from the abuse now, I had had two or three orgasms, but now the pain was clouding my minds as he fucked me fast and hard before shooting his load on my. ‘That I’d never do, Damon,’ she smiled faintly. He tilted his face back to his with firm fingers, forcing her to meet his eyes. He smiled for he had succeeded and the hurt was there for him to see and savor. Yet the evil curve of his lips threatened dangerously to soften, because her eyes had turned into the brightest hazel and he could never resist the vulnerability in them. ‘Make your phone call,’ he spoke dismissively, afraid that he would fall into the moment. ‘Tell Alex you might be. "Why thank you, sir. I'm Gretchen." Pleased to make your acquaintance, Gretchen. I'm Walter." He helped her off with her coat before he sat back down. She didn't remove her gloves, though, until they were ordering. The sight of her wedding ring seemed to bother the waitress.The fake-pastoral ambience of the decor didn't extend to the cuisine. She ordered boef bourguignon; he ordered a steak and a bottle of burgundy. "With two glasses," he added.Their conversation centered on the weather. "I. After she upgraded everything I mentioned, I decided that I would be foolish to do anything other than sit back and watch. I will need software though. And I do have some strong opinions on that." Well, I think I can appease your wounded ego a little," he laughed. "Seriously, we'll stop by the computer place and see how things are going, after we get out of the bank. Then I'm going to take you to one of the big computer outlets, and let you loose in the software department. I expect you to.