His cock felt firm and large and hot with the walls of my pussy squeezing tight around him. I breathed deep, my face buried in his shoulder as he rest...d on me and in me. He propped himself up on his elbows and I put my hands on his shoulders. He closed his eyes as he began fucking me. Slowly at first, then speeding up. I kept getting little shivers down my spine and was already breathing hard. His breathing was more measured, but I heard a quiet little moan punctuate each thrust. As our motion. I think i am going to dress you for dinner again.. i make you come to me naked and stand in front of me.. i make you turn slowly so i can look at all of that amazing body. I move close to you, moving behind you, running my fingers up your back, and down your sides. I move closer, slowly moving my hands around your hips. I place one on your belly pulling you back into me.. you feel my breath on your neck as i slowly carress you. Moving my other hand slowly up the front of you. I work around your. Beckwith would be down shortly. I looked around, noting the pictures of her late husband on a sailboat with friends, her husband on the golf course with friends, etc. I walked into the next room. It’s the study, with a lot more pictures of her husband with friends. Surprisingly, I see only a few pictures of Mrs. Beckwith. I walk around behind a large oak desk with inlaid green leather. Expensive desk, I wonder if it has any secret compartments. I look up and see a picture of Mrs.. She was surprised there wasn’t even a trace of doubt in her mind about Ben’s innocence. She knew, as sure as she was sitting on her daughter’s bed with Dawn sobbing in her arms, that Ben Morris hadn’t done what he was accused of doing. ‘I wonder if Ben has a lawyer yet,’ Nancy mused while her daughter continued to sob. Ever the businesswoman, she continued to think about what would have to happen. ‘I wonder if there’s any way to check. If he hasn’t, I wonder if Will Rosenberg is available.’.