.. she lift the bra uncovering her tits but i shout''I told you to LOWER the bra and i roughly pull it down under the breast ,making sure to scratch t...e nipples with the hard frame of the rigid bra.She moan and start to rub the aureoles,after a minute i tell her to make it more interesting by squeezing and pulling the tips...she does it..i get up and fuck her mouth while i slap her tits,she try to wriggle away but with my left hand i push her head towards me and i order her to arch the back to. So why don't you let me play with your pussy for awhile? Can I?" Oh my! You want my permission? You want permission to... to... fingerfuck, me?" Yes, I want you to beg me to finger fuck you. Do you? Do you want me tofinger fuck your molten hot pussy Vera?"I was biting my lip, since she was doing just as she had threatened. Shewas finger fucking my brains out. "God it is weird feeling your fingerinside me like this. Ooh!" You are liking this aren't you? Say yes, or I will stop..." Y... Y.... “Have you been a good husband, Mr. Man?” His lack of reply results in a firm swat across his ass. “Don’t make me ask the Missus.”“Yes, always, I take good care of my wife.”“Is your man telling us the truth?“Well, there was one time...” Ms. E spanks his bouncing dick.“I think it’s time you show your husband how that one time made you feel.”Before he can react, Ms. E undoes the husband’s cuffs, pushes him butt first on to the bed and restrains his hands above his head. “You like horse racing, Mr.. I’m not saying I wouldn’t but I haven’t. My last was with a doctor. We both worked shit hours and now she’s left the country so it ended.”“Badly?”“No ,we’re still friends; distant friends.”Ellie Simons closed her notebook and sat back in her chair. “Would it be very forward if…..”“Ellie, I don’t know what you’re thinking of asking but if it’s what I suspect it is, can you imagine the gossip about an actor and a critic? Nobody would believe you were objective if ever you wrote anything about.