And still, her juices betrayed her mind. ‘Good girl, Linda! Now, bitch. Oh, sorry – the bitch in the hood. You know the rules about talking, don�...t you?’ The hooded figure gave an exaggerated nod. ‘That’s right – bad girls only talk with their mouth full’ ‘Remember this, Linda?’ he stripped off his top and unfastened his zip. Linda couldn’t help but ogle at the cock she had known for so long. It was at its fullest and hardest – like he was about to cum already. It stood hard and unwaving in the. He put his face right up in mine and growled, "God damn it, bitch! I'm trying to be nice here. You had best learn that you aren't in charge here. I am! When I tell you to do something you do it. Now you sit down over here beside me on the couch and you shut up and you stare at the television. After you watch the little show we have for you, then we can talk."He guided me to the couch and there was nothing I could do about it. My hands were still holding the sheet around my body and I didn't. I’m thinking of Randy Robert and Roberta Robinson. I explained that they used me as a server for a very sexy dinner. I had also used them one time when a sex work client wanted something special. Everyone had a blast.I told Marcy what I have learned about the couple.Robert was a cook’s helper in the Navy. His Navy Chief Petty Officer (Chef) MacKey taught his helpers everything he knew. Roberta has a degree in accounting.When first married they wanted children. They very much enjoyed trying. But. But when she walked down the hall to mom’s room, she found her mother furiously masturbating… obviously turned on by what she and Billy had done. Just as Barb was about to cum, Shelly had barged into her room and told her what she had seen. When she did, her mom had begun apologizing and crying so hysterically that Shelly hadn’t had the heart to blackmail her. Instead, she tried to comfort and reassure her mom that everything was ok… but before either of them really knew what was happening,.