She was wearing her wedding rings. We talked through being nervous, she of course was married and had c***dren. Her husband was fully aware that she...was with me. She said he actually had talked her into meeting with other men, usually married businessmen who traveled, and were not local for reasons of discretion. She said we would only meet this one time as she didn't want a relationship, and she told me she only did this about twice a year, and her husband would want the full details. He. Viv was always an early riser. The coffee pot whistled behind the glass door. Viv entered, humming to herself. She filled her cup with a swift move, careful not to burn her tiny fingers.She headed out, down the corridor, considering the numbers on the door. In the end, she picked number 456. She swiped her key card and smiled tenderly at the young man tied down on the milking table. He moaned, hearing the click of the door."Good morning, Conrad!" Viv thrilled, before slowly caressing his. As Nyomi acheived orgasm , Max decided to withdraw from his mom's cunt ,& he was gonna cum all over Nyomi's face, but instead decided to let loose a stream of piss all over the ebony visage. Nyomi instead of feeling humiliated thanked her master for the golden champagne. He told Sonia & Nyomi to go take a bath & come back cuz he had some new plans .1 hour laterSonia was sitting on Nyomi's face as Max filmed the old lesbians on his cellphone, Sonia was rubbing her clit , wondering what . . All for money and personal satisfaction.You pressed the knife to your throat."I'm sorry."A bright light flashes and everything in your shabby room - bed, clothes, desk, computers, everything - was thrown to the walls while you were held in place by a strong hand on your shoulder."Who - Who are you," you gasp, staring at the young man smiling down at you. "What's going on?!" Easy now, John," he said in a soothing, deep voice that instantly set you at ease and held your attention to every word..