Babygirl won’t like “daddy” dead. Can’t help that. Rather take him out now then have him start sharing cock with boss’s daughter in couple y...ars. Babygirl probably cry at funeral. Don’t guess you can stop cryings, just change reason why. Hate cases like this. No drama. No fun. No next day crack house rumors. Just pervert. No connections. Just pervert. Could get him help, cure him. Psychobullshit. But, won’t give him satisfaction of Heaven one day. Rather he had Hell now. Grace not deserved by. “Lick clean my pussy and ass and we shall start again.” This time he obliged. Falling over himself to bury his face in nirvana, he almost tripped.She dictated her terms.“You shall pay an hourly rate set by the senior partners. You shall give us all your business, once per week you may have your way with me, you will lick my ass and pussy from behind just like this whenever I ask.” He agreed of course in between licks as he reveled in how luscious ass could taste when part of this goddess.Then. I could also tell Stephen was paying more attention to me. That day I was dressed in 5" black patent pumps, black satin capri pants, a green satin blouse and a black leather blazer.Day 3 my mind was wandering. I was starting to think about Stephen and what might be hiding underneath those designer suits. I was dressed straight up sexy this day - those same black pumps, tight black leather pencil skirt that came just above the knees (no slit, no give and you couldn't fit paper between my ass and. Ab vo puri tarah se nangi thi ab mene usse kaha ki ab mere kapde utaro toh usne phele toh mana kar diya fir man gayi or fir mere saare kapde utar diye or mere lund ko dekh ke dar ne lag gayi or bola akash yeh toh bohot bada hai or dard bhi bohot hoga.Mene kaha meri jaan phele thoda dard hoga fir maza aayega or apna lund uske muh me de diya or vo ek dam mast sucker ki tarah chus rahi thi jaise koi randi chu rahi ho fir mene usse 69 position me litaya usse fir se lund chusne ko kaha or mene uski.