“So tell me Laura, what sort of clothing project has your fertile mind come up with that you think I can help you with?” “Artsy, you dress with ...s much drama as anyone I know and you do it so naturally the way you wear the spectacular outfits your designer friends make. The after-hours line your friends helped me with has been wildly successful. What I am thinking is Business Lady can’t alter the cut of our basic line too much, but maybe we can upgrade our style using new fabric ideas.” “Look. It has a nice backseat. We just have to be quick about it.”What to hell, I went with her. I wanted to see her naked but she just lowered her jeans to her ankles along with her panties and crawled onto the backseat. With her ass in the air in saw her pussy lips. There was no hair but I really liked her puckered asshole. Anyway I stuck my cock into her from behind and started pounding away. I came all too quickly but at least I came. I zipped up and she pulled her panties up and then her jeans.As. Un colpo secco con il frustino accompagna il suo ordine:- Schiavo, fai vedere al nostro ospite come sei bravo a bere...Lo schiavo si posiziona con la bocca spalancata a pochi centimetri sotto la cappella del Padrone. Pochi secondi e il Padrone inizia a pisciare direttamente in bocca allo schiavo. Un flusso lento ma continuo di piscia riempie la bocca dello schiavo, che deglutisce senza sosta e senza lasciar cadere nemmeno una goccia.Guardo con estremo interesse, eccitato, invidioso della. As usual."Don't fucking touch me."She rolled over away from him.Mitt stared at her. This day had been too long, too weary, just too much. He felt a pain in his chest.Thinking with his cock? That was true in a way, perhaps a bit more literally than Kathy had meant. He could not deny how many of his thoughts and dreams ultimately came from that direction.He undressed and lay down in the bed, chest still aching.How had his life ended up this way? Mitt had wrestled with this question many times,.