Quite by accident he had become a client of Ali’s and, to be honest, Ali got a kick out of the on-going flirty relationship. Dan was close to Ali’... age, a bit older, and although he was good looking and in decent shape, it was his wit and deprecating manner that endeared him to Ali. Make no mistake, Dan was no saint and had confessed to Ali to having extra marital flings with more than one bored housewife client of the bank, however, Ali was not one of them. Physically, Dan had no secrets. She raised the Dream Catcher up and took a glancing look as she walked to the passenger side of the Saab. Stroking the feathers and contemplating where the lost feather could be. She left the clean up crew a big mess in her attempt to find it. She counted the feathers one more time. ‘123 … 456 … 78,’ Lynn sighed then put the Trinket in the seat and shut the car door. She turned on her heels and followed the scented trail of food. The Last Chance Bar and ‘Grill’ was a service station, truck. Remember those words, Lord Artemus??Artemus moaned as he felt her electric touch, her fingertips slowly caressing his oiled sides, tickling his senses and raising goosebumps. His cock throbbed, almost as if it were begging for the Queen’s attention once again. Perhaps he could trick her, make her think that he was submitting, and get her to make him come.But what if that’s what she wants? To lure me into a false sense of control? Artemus was not sure what tricks Cleopatra could do if that was. Dawson was heavy set, but he wasn't really flabby? That surprised her. With only the light from the bathroom, she was unable to see his body clearly, and hadn't really had a chance to look him over since coming back to full consciousness.She tried to avert her mouth from his slobbering kisses, but he used his head to keep hers in place. She was forced to submit to his tonguing, and despite her fear, the hotly scrambling little sensations in her pussy increased. What was wrong with her, anyway?.