In spite of the rage toward her cheating husband there was no doubt she was also turned on. He took her from behind with no problem, thrusting his tru...ty weapon deep into her womb. He shook all over as he climaxed pushing his body to hers and pinning her to the table. Then, just as sudden as he had taken her, he was gone. Staying in character he was gone like a thief in the night. Margaret was livid as she pulled her tights up and pushed her costume back down. She was too upset to even go. "They're pretty much a bicoastal outfit. They don't do much in the midwest. Probably they got some big donor they could work for a scam." I'm starting to suspect that," Mike said, not wanting to let on to Andy just yet what he did suspect."Well, if you turn up anybody that wants to come clean, we'd be glad to talk to them," Andy said. "It's going to be hard to blow the whistle on them, unless we get some inside dope." Not much chance of that," Mike said. "I've got a lead or two, and a couple of. This blindfold didn’t help, but I had promised my boyfriend I’d do what he said. I’d squeezed myself into the PVC knickers he bought me. And have even shaved my pussy smooth and he knew I hated the way it grew back. As his hands ran over my nipples I shuddered. It wasn’t as if I didn’t like his touch, it just felt cold, different even. “You’re my dirty little slut aren’t you?” he whispered in my ear as he began to pinch and twist my nipples. “What are you talking about?” I moaned back despite. She thrust her hips in a small circle, innocently performing an impromptu slutty dance for him.“Sam!” Chad scolded her, shocked she had used his own filthy words for her sweet, aromatic essence. He needed to watch his words more carefully! “Did you have to wear that shirt?” he said. “You’ve outgrown that a long time ago!”“Not that long ago, daddy!” She smiled, “Besides, I don’t have one that says, ‘Daddy’s Little Plaything!”“Sam!” Chad said. “Shhhhhh!”“Don’t worry, daddy,” Samantha said. “Mommy.