The doctor?s wife just dragged her down thebasement stairs like a rag doll, into the darkness without saying a word. For arich bitch she was remarkabl... strong. Sylvia marched Jodi over to the corner of the basement; Jodifelt the carpet under her feet give way to hard concrete. Her eyes began toadjust to the light and she saw huge water heaters and a tentacledmetal cube that was probably the furnace. Finally Sylvia put her hands on thegirl?s shoulders and forced Jodi to her knees, saying only:. How handsome he looked, she thought, ignoring the scar of which she was no longer even aware.He presented her with a rose."For the lady of the house!" he smiled."Correction," she said, returning his smile coyly, " for the woman of the house. Your woman!"As they kissed again, she guided his hand under the dress and to her bare nest."And this is for the man of the house, whenever he wants it," she breathed in his ear. "You know, we could just stay home and eat here. I had something in my mouth. Nearly fifty, I had known her a long ass time from our probation days. Babette was my confidant. A mother substitute and my own personal confession booth. A none judgemental friend whom I loved dearly and whose advice always made sense even if I didn't always agree with it.I grabbed a banana and spoon as she sat back in her chair nibbling on a cream bun. The woman was just so very French in both her attitude, manner, and outlook on life in the big A. But even she wasn't immune to the simple. ” Sam couldn’t believe that worked, but since it did he wasn’t going to stop there. He grabbed the back of her head and throat fucked her fast and hard. The speed and size of his dick almost made Laura gag, and the harder he face-fucked her, the hornier she got. Sam soon felt himself getting close to the point of climax. He pulled her back off of his dick, pulled her up to him and kissed her roughly and passionately. He then pushed her right back down to his dick where he began to nut all over.