“You bitch! You fucking bitch!” he was yelling now, “You’re just like all the rest of them, my wife, the women I work with, my mother! All tho...e bitches, cock teasing CUNTS!” The words he had said began to sink in. “Wait a minute? You’re MARRIED?” She felt as though she had been slapped. “You told me you were single, Bob, divorced you said! You liar! You fucking liar!” She pulled back to slap his face, incandescent with rage but hands grabbed Bob’s shoulders then and pulled him back. He kept. She heard small moans coming from his lips, she knew she was making him feel good, she wanted him to cum in her mouth, needed it, she loved the taste of cum, but she worried too that he would have a long recovery time and the whole reason for this meet was so that she could be anally deflowered. Need overcame want as she worked to have his cum in her mouth, taking long strokes, she soon felt his cock swell and prepared to swallow his cum. He grasped her head and pushed deep, his cock touched. Yours hands slide down my body towards my jeans, unzipping them to reveal my hard cock. You reach to stroke my engorged manhood, but I resist, pinning your arms to the bed with one hand and using the other to remove your lace bra. For a moment, I stop to marvel at your perfectly shaped, voluptuous breasts and hard succulent nipples. Instead of dropping the bra to your bedroom floor I decide to take your left wrist and press it against the edge of your bed. You smile as I use your bra to tie. There we go, that's better, and you've earned some more money. We're getting close now, I almost have enough, and then I'll leave, all right?"She nodded.A silver chain stretched across her delicate throat. I took it in my fingers and pulled on it, revealing that it was a longer chain that had coiled around her neck as I had rolled her over. On the chain were two items: a St. Christopher medal, and a house key. I gently pulled the necklace to its full length, and laid it between her small.