As Belle was. Very much so. She had an almost irrepressible urge to fling herself at Madame Vesta’s booted feet and beg and plead for escape. But, n...t only was she aware that it would be quite useless, but it was sure to earn her a thrashing. Once, long ago now it seemed, she had pleaded similarly in order to avoid some appalling kind of duty ... and had immediately been severely caned for the ‘effrontery’ of daring to query Madame Vesta’s orders. So, somehow, Belle kept her tongue. But the. "Look, it was about the Marston case." The embezzler?" Alleged embezzler. My investigator had just found a witness we have been looking for and..." And it couldn't have waited until after we finished lunch?" Well, it's an important witness. He..." I really don't care about your witness, Brad. I care about the fact that you are spending more and more time at the office and less and less with the girls and me." Honey, you know that I have to..." I know this, Brad. I know we're drifting apart a. He seemed to go from one extreme to the other. One minute, he was a hero, a knight in shining armor coming to her rescue. The next, he seemed cold and distant, and completely withdrawn from her. Could she fully trust him? She didn’t know. He seemed sincere when he spoke, but then again he also seemed like a bit of a loose cannon. His brother and father sounded a hundred times worse, and now she was a pawn in this crazy sex game. Feeling sorry for herself sitting here with only the single. Tommy felt like he was going to knock over the table from that orgasm. Even after he was done cumming, Amanda just kept on sucking like it was the very last time she would ever get to do that. All of a sudden Tommy heard moaning coming from other tables. He looked around the room and noticed what was going on. He couldn’t believe what he was seeing.Amanda finally crawled out from under the table. She was still licking her lips and wiping her mouth. “Well I’ve had my desert.” She said.