I called Mr. Parsons, the man who’d hired me to dig up dirt on his wife for the impending divorce proceedings, and told him a little about the situa...ion and that I’d mail his retainer back to him. I called Ginger’s husband, a man for whom I have almost zero use, and got her mother’s number in Texas after some debate. He hates me because he suspects correctly that I’m screwing his wife. I called Ginger and told her what was happening and that I’d pay her three month’s separation. She cried for. His cock felt so good fucking me. Henry took my head again and made me suck his cock. "Get it nice and sloppy bitch" Henry laughed. James told me the Henry's cock is called the Alabama mud snake and asked me if I knew why as he laughed. "Because his snake loves being up white girl booty". Henry laughed as I sucked his dick making it nice and wet with saliva. I almost started panicing thinking of his huge black dick up my ass. "That's right honey, you gonna be taking all of mister Henry. But after a while she noticed that every so often Jack’s glance flicked briefly downwards toward her lap then just as quickly back up again. If she hadn’t been watching she’d never have noticed. But now she’d noticed. And somehow, knowing that he wanted to look up her dress again, and that she could let him or not, as she chose, made her feel, for the first time in her life, both powerful and sexy.She thought a moment. Then, while apparently still paying close attention to what Jack was. His fingers found her heat, slipping along her wet slit to her clitoris. She jerked her hips and yelped when he touched her nub, the size of a pea, yet sensitive enough sending bolts of pleasure throughout her body.He removed her top and swung her from his lap onto the bed. She scrambled for safety leaning against the headboard. Sitting on her sizzling ass was not an option. Her arms were tightly around her upturned knees, shielding her budding breasts, yet hiding little of the puffy, hairless.