Hottie murmurs in a husky voice and smiles at me. There’s no turning back now. I take a deep breath and step onto the elevator. I move to the far c...rner while Mr. Hottie steps in behind me and the doors close. He doesn’t even ask me what floor. He pushes the top floor – he’s in a penthouse. Holy! No wonder he didn’t seem too concerned by the money he lost at the table. We stand staring at each other for a moment. He takes one step towards me in hesitation. I don’t make a move, I just stare at. I had a glass of water. I sat, staring at the envelope and then made a decision. I took it and slowly opened it. “Slightly delayed. I hope to be with you in time for dinner. I have booked a table for 9 to give myself time. Let’s meet in the bar at 8.45.” Two months ago By now we were friends. We shared jokes, intimacies and had two rows. I don’t remember what either was about. She was taking some slight control. She told me what to wear, and on a couple of occasions, what not to. Knickerless. She let out a soft purr as she felt his tongue touch her sensitive bud. Causing her hips to buck as her legs shook against his head. her eyes fell shut as she felt his long and warm tongue enter her causing her hips to rock against it breathing hard as he did. She giggled slightly as she found Abby straddling her mouth. Instantly her mouth was over her clit pulling and licking at it gently at first before becoming rougher knowing Abby enjoyed pain. She moaned softly as she tasted her warm. " He pulled off the gravel road and into a grassy field, then turned off the engine, and the two of them were alone. "I don't have to rape you, Brenda... because, if you'll do as I say, maybe Jon doesn't have to know what a little slut he has for a wife." What did you have in mind?" Brenda inquired, suddenly interested. She had always thought Officer Bennett looked like he would make a fun fuck."Get out of the car," he ordered the excited girl, and she hurried to obey him. This could be good,.