I reached down and righted the bottle on her bedside table. The room was permeated with the smell of cheap liquor. I was pretty sure Etta was down fo... the count.I nervously took my left index finger and poked Etta’s left butt cheek. My finger sunk into the soft, fleshy buttock. It was hot and sweaty to the touch and the tip of my finger slid off the cheek.My cock jumped about in my pants like a thing possessed…like it was on fire.“Now, now that wasn’t so bad was it?” My Id’s voice had returned. "Your talent for making two florins into four, and my contacts. What would our children be like?" He poured us both another cup of wine. "To lost futures, Belle." To lost futures, Domingo," I agreed, raising my cup to touch his.He pulled a small piece of parchment from his purse. "See this man tomorrow," he said, flicking it across the table to me as if it were the merest trifle. "It will be worth your while." Who is he?" Domingo knew me well. If I gained profit from his advice I would see that. Huge globes, firm and round, with tight erect tits. I separated a bit, switched on the room heater and peeld off her nightie to reveal greatest pair of knockers with dark aureoles around them. I just went crazy sucking them, and she was making sexier and sexier noises.My tongue was encircling her tits and she was moaning. We collapsed on the sofa. She started rubbing the front of my jeans vigorously, but I was in no hurry, I wanted this to last the whole night. I got up slowly and took of my. What is important is analyzing how you allowed your business to fade into potential oblivion. Excuse me? I asked, insulted by her implication. That is why I am here is it not? she asked, impatiently. Yes…no. You are here to help me rebrand my store after the economic downturn, I countered, shifting the blame away from me and to the market crash. Excuses, excuses, she responded with a roll of the eyes and a flippant wave of the hand. The reality is your business is falling apart and I am here to.