Now lower your head to the mattress. Ah, look at that ass, Walter. I can't wait until she feels my cock sliding in there while one of the others fucks...her cunt."I couldn't help but get hard again looking at the most perfect ass I've ever seen naked. Lora looked over her shoulder and smiled as she winked at me. Then she shook that magnificent ass as if we were alone. I dipped 3 fingers into her wet pussy. I gathered as much of her juices as I could then slowly one finger at a time began to. The bartender smiles at me and makes small talk, and I size her up as a potential partner. She's pretty enough, but flat-chested and very thin. Definitely not his taste. He likes a woman with curves. I people watch, considering women as they come and go in the bar. I reject one after another for various reasons. I am picky. I want to find someone who will really please him.I'm working on my second margarita and feeling pleasantly buzzed when she walks in. A pretty brunette, about my. ‘Do what you want then. Take me.’ Her voice was tinged with bitterness at herself, not at him, but he could not know that. He cooled instantly. ‘Dammit woman. I should take you like a bitch.’ She looked at him. He was suddenly over his fit of anger. Strangely, she felt disappointment. She would like to be made to serve his need. It had been no game. She had been powerless before his raging, and now that she was no longer in danger she wanted that rage back, wanted him to take her by force in. Darkwood, the scent of lemon and cigars filling the air."I am truly sorry for you madam, Claire seemed like a nice girl, butshe got up with the wrong guy. I had no choice but to give her a verylong sentence." He opened a side door, and motioned for us to go in."You can have half an hour, then I want to talk to your other daughterif I may."Claire sat at a table, her hands free, but she still wore the manacleson her ankles. Mom and I both hugged her, then I saw Claire smile atme."You look just.