Before we made love again, there was something I wanted to do. I pushed Amy back against the tiled wall, enjoying the bounce in her plentiful boobs as...she moved, and went down on her. The smell of her was intoxicating. The taste was beyond words. I ran my tongue upwards, starting at the bottom of her slit and cruising up past her clit. She shivered.“No. Not now, I want you inside me.” I ignored her half hearted plea, but gave her what she asked for by sliding my tongue into her. I always found. A cord running between her big toes was tied around the top of the chair back keeping them awkwardly in check. ?Now Sweet Tits, have you ever been vibed before?? Mallory hissed. Samantha just glared at her tormentor, drool spilling down her gag. ?That’s the second time you’ve given me that look,? Mallory warned her. Seconds later another blow fell across the young girls tits. Samantha squirmed what little she could, her tits an agonizing stipe of pain. She felt the woman’s hands. It was a long-shot, but Wexler might show. Probably not, but I had a Wexler-itch. An urge to be doing something, anything.Second, I’ll set up some sort of surveillance on Greta Gunther’s new attorney. Hired after Bob Randolph had been disbarred and dumped in the graybar hotel.I went through my mental Rolodex to recall the new lawyer’s name. Then called the Sullivans to remember for me.Bob Linkletter. Another Bob. A graduate of the Dallas College of Law at the University of North Texas.I called. She screamed with animal pleasure and continued to orgasm with every blast of cum his cock deposited in her. Her body shook for two minutes before she was breathing normally. Her eyes were glassy, almost a dreamy look in them. She kissed his lips honey you cock is still hard. John just continued to pump her again, this time she had at least four orgasms before he she felt his cock stiffen and blast yet another huge load of cum deep in her. He rolled off her, as his cock plopped out of her.