She wasn’t sure what had happened -- but she thought he had “climaxed.”He lay on top of her, breathing hard, and she felt the hardness in his je...ns go away after his last spasm. He relaxed in her arms; her pajama bottoms were open, pulled down to leave her thighs only half-covered, one of his hands was between her legs, her pajama top was unbuttoned and his head was resting on her bare breasts.Only a month before the notion of displaying her breasts to a man would have been unthinkable, let. I’ll show him to you; when I’ve got him all strapped -up for a session.”“Strapped up Iris – How do you mean?”Her lovely lips smirked slightly, “Just a bit of light bondage, it helps him stay really firm and prevents any early ejaculation Margot.”I blushed deeper “ I can’t wait.” I said, my cunt fizzing.We turned away from the widows and Iris sat on the side of the bed with an impish grin.“After Ben overpowered me that first time I lectured him on the law’s attitude to rape.”“Oh, I see.” I said. But when a deal failed, I could be absolutely miserable.Sighing, I told myself it hadn't failed yet. Dean had yet to deliver. And if Dean was going to deliver, he was going to have to get Aaron Morse to commit to him. The same Aaron Morse who just shook my hand and guaranteed me he'd stick with me.Of course, that was why Martin Dean was crashing this party. He was coming to try and change Morse's mind. And as if on cue, there he was."Ah, shit," I snarked under my breath as I saw Dean and his. Did you really think that he was just German?“Listen, you sniveling, wife-beating, gutless prick, I want you out of the Governor’s Mansion tonight! Pack your fucking bags and leave before I call for state troopers to remove your lousy, want to be a motherfucking Viking, but can only beat your wife, loser ass from a publicly-owned mansion!” the Governor of Florida announced as she removed her veil, pulled away from her daughter, and kicked Olaf in the balls, “One thing that you clearly don’t.