He kissed me and said I was beautiful. I looked at my phone and saw I had at least ninety minutes before I needed to be home. I told him my time scale...and, as quickly as possible, I dropped my dress for the second time that night. Sometimes, ya need what ya need when ya need it, and this wasn't my first rodeo tonight. He quickly disrobed and had an evil grin when he said, “I bet your husband doesn't have one like this.” His cock bounced out of his boxers, looking angry and hard. It probably. “I know, I’ll give you a massage!”His eyes lit up and he asked, “Are you sure, you were hurting quite a bit earlier?” I batted my seductive green eyes, and purred, “That was earlier. I told you I’m ready for round two.” I grabbed the massage oil, and instructed Marcus to turn onto his stomach. I chuckled to myself. “Oooh, this will be fun.” My clit and nipples hardened, as if to agree. I began with his feet and calves, doing one and then the other. Slowly, with a feathery to firm touch I. I will deal with you." "What type of deal?" I spoke with a smile; then, he started to laugh, "A deal where you stay alive and not feed my pigs, Mom of Chris. So you do what you are told for full today, and you go free, Ya." Milos said, smiling. "But if you do not do what you told; Then me feed you to my pigs, okay, that is deal." Milos smiled."I will take your contract and try my best," I said, having no idea what I was getting myself into."Ok, Mom of Chris, now you listen to the man in. " Don't you find it hard to do that? D'you miss them?" No, don't forget I send pigs to the abattoir twice a year. You can't have pork without killing pigs, Greta."To change the subject, Angela broke in with an excited finger pointing at the wind turbines. He continued telling her about his wood, which they could see in the distance, and through which they had come.They returned inside and he took their coats to the bedroom while Angela set about making coffee for them."You seem very much at.