She asked for a booth by the window. She ordered a blueberry margarita and waited.At about 6:55 Caitlin watched as a beat-up, POS (piece of shit), red...Camry entered the parking lot. She hoped that was not Chris. The driver parked, got out of the car, reached back inside for something on the passenger seat. He was wearing white pants, sandals and the ugliest green, yellow and red Hawaiian shirt she had ever seen. He turned around. He had was bald with a brown and gray goatee. Caitlin’s heart. Marc takes the top and starts to run s*s down with his hands. He pulls his, err i mean her vest apart and presses his face into her chest.s*s lets out a slight moan but one that is loud enough to shake my pussy.s*s sits up to take Marcs cock deep into her throat. Marc really starts to push his cock into her throat like i've never seen before. He gives her less than 2 seconds to breath and she likes it!s*s takes her jeans off revealing a MASSIVE 10 inch cock. Marc sits down to take the whole. It gave time for Olivia to think about her next course of action against the Elites. She wanted to take them out one by one. She had decided to start with the fringe and work her way to the top. Their headquarters were in Chicago and with the arrest of the President, his cabinet, the Congress and Supreme Court the Elites had effectively cut the head off the snake. They were in full control and like a game of chess, it was ready to checkmate any counter rebellion. It was like the king was the. ” So I go to my kitchen, make myself another coffee and stand there like a fucking deer in a truck’s headlights. “What the fuck. How am I going to manage that?” “Hey Mark, come here please.” “Done already?” I say getting back to my office. “Are you this author?” showing me my nick name. “Yep, that’s me.” “Shit, this is a great story. Did you also write The Niece one?”“Yep, that’s me.”“These are pretty hot. I’ll read them when I’m alone at home. I’ve taken a note about the group. I’ll see you.