“Hey, How are you?” she inquired. She thought Paul would be perfect, he’s married and he’s not nearby, so he’s not going to be telling anyon... about her.“Hey good lookin’, how ya been?’ Paul answered.‘I’m fine here, thanks, what are you doing today?’Paul typed, “Actually I’m all alone, the wife’s away with friends for a week!”“Oh really?” she responded, “We should hook up then! This would be a great time for us to finally meet!”‘I’d love that babe, I’ve got lots of time right now, what have you. Than she took it in her mouth. First the cone only, with her tongue checking out the contour and later the whole length in to her mouth. Her silky lips were driving me crazy and I could feel my erect was slightly larger than it was with my wife. I started to mouth fuck her by holding her head and thrusting my dick deep in to her mouth taking it all the way in to her throat. I was about to cum as she did a perfect job of giving me a blow job. She took all the cum in her without wasting a single. I went for him. There were five sickening cracks of metal hitting MacKellar’s face, administered in almost a blur and he crashed to the ground. ‘Fix it up for me boys,’ I said walking out through the silent throng. The police and press were called and arrived almost together. They entered the deserted recreation room to find MacKellar unconscious, with a note pinned to his chest stating, ‘I’m guilty of messing up Jenny van Den Burgh.’ At least thirty-five men witnessed that beating and the. And holding! But eventually his stream began to trickle out, and Amanda expertly aimed it into the toilet, before flushing it, and then putting the seat and lid back down, and returning to her seated position. She sat casually on the toilet, looking at him, though he tried best to not look her in the eyes as his face burned red with embarrassment. "You know what to do..." she said, again impatiently. "Ask me nicely." "Umm... Amanda?" he stuttered. "Yes?" she answered, with a small hint of a.