Their business wasn’t top class and done on the cheap but we were making money so didn’t care. One property came up on the coast which was pretty...remote and I met with the boss to agree what we would be doing. They already had a small office in the town which they had outgrown so he invited the manageress for her suggestions. The building was knackered and had been an office with a flat above. The manageress was older than me probably about 45 short but well stacked. Tight little suit showing. .. this would be so much fun towatch! They made their way to the bar area and found a prime view ofreception, then hit send on the message. Check-in was in 5mins now, theywanted to give their sissy time to get its heels back on.He read the message in disbelief knowing still he had no choice but tocomply. He just replied, "Yes Mistresses," then picking up the heels andsqueezed his feet back into them.*CLICK CLICK*He locked them back in place as instructed. He quickly opened the cardoor swinging. Her pussy was so wet I slid easily into her and her pussy was heaven. I could not believe this fine ass woman was on top of me fucking me. I watched her move for a moment then it was too much for me and I exploded pumping what felt like a gallon of my hot sticky spunk inside her. She moaned loudly and siad she could feel every squirt and loved it. Annie stayed on top of my still hard pecker and started to really work me over. Our cum was leaking out of her and all over me making a sticky mess. Mitch was highly disappointed. He came to shoot fur bearing mammals, or maybe just people animals if they got uppity. For at least half an hour, he kept pulling on Arthur's sleeve, saying, "Now?" and fingering his 1948.22 cal Winchester 52 Target Rifle with the 15 power Lyman Targetspot with Scopelevel and Lyman rails that would guarantee a clean kill at five hundred yards ... the perfect rifle for eliminating rabid squirrels and their ilk. He had that killer look.Arthur would jerk Mitch's hand.