He grabbed my hair and continued to thrust into me in a wild rhythm…“Take it bitch, tell me you love my nigger dick!” He shouted.“No, please�... I am a married woman… Do not make me do that, please…”I shouted back. I was horny, but I really loved my husband and did not want to hurt Victor… Then the black bastard pulled out and shouted on my ear:“Beg for it, you slut. Tell me you are a fucking white whore!” He demanded.“Please do not dare to stop fucking me. I am your white slut whore…!”I screamed. I walked over to her and grabbed her by the hair. She was getting aroused by me taking charge like this, and I didn't have to be a mind reader to tell. Her breath was getting ragged and the smell of her wet pussy was clear to me while I was next to her. "Bitch, I said sit." I said very softly so that only she could hear me."No." She said softly back.I forced her down to her knees. I pushed her face up to my cock."Take it in your mouth, and suck it, Bitch." I commanded.She opened her mouth and. I would only need to get involved in assisting on major issues. It would also give me time to evaluate each property which is what I should be doing as VP.”Marsh said “Jeremy, you have never given me reason to second guess your management style or decisions you have made. Please don’t feel you have let us down in any way. This part of our business has been the most profitable of the four sectors. You have been the driving force behind those profits and we thank you for what you have. I am so bad. I pay for Sam's lingerie and we leave. We get into the car, and I don't touch the remote again until we get to the restaurant. We sit at our booth, and the wine comes. We raise our glass to each other, and I slip my hand under the table. Sam stops and doesn't take a sip. I was teasing her that time. “To good times!” “To good times.” She is smirking and looking me right in the eyes. I take the remote control from my pocket, and slide it across the table to her. She grabs it, at.