The smell of him is overpowering, his natural musk, mixed with the scent of industrial oil and heavy machinery and the whiskey on his breath, flood he... nose and push the walls of her consciousness perilously close to black. She can feel his fingers slipping into her brown curls, then a short gasp escapes her lips as her head snaps back and the air breezes across her exposed throat. No pain of course, he would never cause her unneeded pain, she realizes. The sensation of his lips touching the. Are you?"Her eyes grew wide, "I'm not sure."I couldn't help but laugh at her innocence and reassured her there was no pressure to do anything. But she agreed to meet them for a drink.The woman answered the phone with the most sultry voice I've ever heard. It dripped with orgasm. Beka shared the phone with me as she introduced herself and her friend. Since Beka had approved, I invited them to meet us in the bar for a drink.Some thirty minutes later, they came through the door. They were. I led her to the couch and pushed her back onto it. Then I buried my head between her thighs. Which was why I didn't hear Tom come in!'Hi Honey" Hi Babe"They had loud voices and that cut in over my sucking sounds. It was my turn to be shocked. I got up and found myself facing a man in shorts with a large camera case over his shoulder."Hi, Sadie, this is my husband Tom" What the fuck?" I said, losing my cool. But a woman caught mid-muff diving and now standing naked has lost all her. ”“I’m there almost every weekend when I’m not playing. What more do you want?”“Forget it. I’ll fire her.”“Good.”“Bye,” the former Miss Angola said.“Rough talk,” Asha nestled up to her athlete of a man.“Yeah! Stupid shit!”“I’m sorry, baby.”“It’s not your fault. She has a big house on an estate in the country. She is so fucking annoying at times.”“I know, sweetie. You hungry? I got you a steak.”“Great!”As the evening progressed Asha and Artur wound down.Artur was relaxing as he streamed video on.