I stood back up and grabbed a handful of her long black hair, hauling her head up and back. "Answer me, you fucking slut! You like it like this don't ...ou?" I barked. "Yes! Yes, I do!" she cried out. I let go of her hair and began fingering her wet dripping cunt again as I spoke to her. "So the big, bad, Queen Bitch is really just a submissive little cockwhore! I've seen this before, slut. Your problem is that because you have money, you think that the whole world should kiss your tight little. Fearful of what to come , we were just getting done , putting our clothes on , and she came home again , never letting her husband know what she saw , she smiled at me and winked at me , she invited me for dinner, but i declined and said i had a few things to take care of at home.The next day she came over , for a cup of sugar , smiled and winked at me , asked how long as it been going on i said the last 6 months , she wanted to know who initiated it i said i did , i saw him peeing one day and. 30pm,” he told her, “can’t wait.” She blew a kiss down the phone. Alistair turned as the call ended and saw Janice standing there. “Is that Julie coming home?” she screeched. He was annoyed. “She’s back home tomorrow then?” Alistair took a deep breath, smiled and nodded. He wanted to throttle the damned woman. His office phone rang though, saving him from a possible charge of murder. The afternoon couldn’t pass quick enough for him. His imaginings of what had taken place drove him wild.. "Yeah, Jennie. Why?" "How much?" "A lot, I guess." Geez, what else could she possibly ask me? It was starting to get pretty awkward now, but I could feel my raging hard on pushing against my jeans, and I was sure Jennie could feel it as well. She was twisting my mind to pieces of ectasy, it was almost hard to contain myself. But her next move was beyond anything I'd ever imagined. She handed me the bottle and with a pull of my zipper and a little shuffling around, my hard cock was in her hand..