‘I’ve got to go,’ she muttered miserably and gathered her things. Michael stood in front of the door with his arms crossed, blocking it. He was...staring at her, again. It always made her nervous when he did that, as if he might figure out what she was thinking. ‘Excuse me,’ she said, as neutrally as she could. Silently, he stepped aside. ‘See you later?’ ‘Sure.’ She hoped it wouldn’t be too soon though, she needed a bit to get over this latest embarrassment. Outside the building, she breathed. He asked Kristen,"you ready for me to tear that pussy up"?he told his partner to get off the table and put her clothes back on.he untied Kristen's feet,and climbed on top of the table, waved his pistol in the air and said"remember,don't try anything stupid"!he opened Kristen's pussy lips and started to tap her clit with the head of his dick,then grabbed her thighs and spread them as far apart as they would go.he slid a finger inside of her tight cunt and noticed how dry she was,so he stretched. How does it work? I got some of my wealthy friends as donors and board members to give it some legitimacy. They don’t want to do anything, they just want their name attached to good deeds...and get a big tax break.. Now they don’t know the real reasons here, they are just bleeding hearts for a good cause.I will be the operation. Keeps costs down, keeps it low key. They love it, they can be self important and tell their friends.I told them we are starting a foundation to help single mothers in. "Smiling, I said,"Don't worry Elaine, I'll be gentle with you." And I laughed, hoping to dispel her fears and reservations. I had a good look at her now. She still looked as boobless as before but the tight black Lycra shorts really showed off her tight round arse nicely. She had great legs. She'd made a bit of an effort too; she had some make-up on, eyeliner, lipstick, and eye shadow. She didn't look so bad after all. It was a shame about the tits though. I had prepared myself for her visit. I.