The last thing I remembered before falling asleep was I hope Beth arrived at her parents safely. New Year’s Day came and went, I heard nothin... from Beth. The following Monday morning arrived quickly and I left for work. As I passed the front of Beth and Lance’s home, I noticed his car was there, hers was not. Beth never left for work this early. Was she still at her Mom’s ? The entire next week was strange. I finally saw Beth’s car home on Thursday evening when I returned home. I. "He pointedly stared back down at the display case. "That's nice. I don't care what you do in your private life, but my private life is MY business. I'm just here to buy rings." Hey! Don't brush me off that easily. It's not exactly every day one harem master gets to meet another. In fact, I've never come across another before, despite my job in this shop, and I'm fascinated. We could learn a lot from each other. I agreed to meet you under these unusual circumstances, mostly so we could have a. She shook her head. "Do you understand what Taylor did, what he got into?" No," the man said, slipping two fingers slowly up into her. "He was already rich. His car cost more than my home." They were a greedy bunch. I met them at a Giants game, some of them. All they talked about was money, money and planes, money and yachts, gambling, girls, jewelry, Las Vegas. That's what I heard. That and sex, sex, sex." Yes. Two of his associates have disappeared, and you probably are going to be called. He did this over and over, making my tits swing forward with every lunge, slapping against my chin, and making me grunt from the force of each thrust.When he finally finished cumming, he pulled his softening prick from my pussy, grabbed a towel sitting on a nearby amplifier and wiped off his shaft. Then he grabbed another towel and tossed it to me, before stuffing his dick back into his khaki shorts and pulling up his zipper.As I used the towel to clean between my legs and pull my thong back.