"He won't want to share. I'll tell him that I'm tired of fighting and want to pay him off. I don't think he'd bring someone who might take money from ...im." Where would be a good place to catch him and what'll we do when we have him?" Ted asked.Hawk shrugged. "Sweat the truth out of him. Get names and what they're doing, that kind of stuff. If he won't talk, or doesn't know, I'll just have to improvise, but I bet I can squeeze the juicy details he has from him. As for a place, why not your. He knew where it was but had never been there, it was part of a ladies hairdressing salon so felt embarrassed to go. He was there at the usual time, 8pm. the shop was closed but there was a separate door to the side that was open so he went in. A very nice lady saw him and said that he was expected and showed him to a cubicle where she asked him to undress and lay on the massage table with a towel over his middle. Dave did as she asked and stripped off and laid face down on the massage table,. OK, so the skirt showed off my rather pert bottom and I was busting out of the tunic, but with my hair in pigtails I looked quite sweet. Even if I say so myself. I put on a CD and danced a round my flat to ‘I kissed a girl’ by Katy Perry. I suddenly felt like a teenager again. No worries. No deadline. No boss to make tea for. I danced in little circles, making my skirt fan out. I almost stumbled and then realised there was someone knocking on my door. The music had been so loud, I’d barely. "I knew you would want more. But how much more do you want of me?"Slowly moving my ass against his cock I simply insured him I knew what we were doing was wrong but I wanted it. Before I knew it one leg was up on the ledge and his fingers rubbing my clit and exploring my holes. I was free to moan as loud as I wanted and I think Daddy liked it. Bending me forward he rubbed his rock hard cock back and forth before sliding into my pussy. Grabbing my hair he fucked me harder than I imagined.