Jim handed me the money, right after I covered my tits back in my top, I laughed saying “just do not ask me to take my shorts off-- right here-- too...” Jim seemed stunned by what he had seen, he was speechless. He collected his strength back again, answering “I would make it, another hundred dollars if you do, but rather in the car if you please?”I guess I needed the money at that point; I acted like a real slut without thinking twice about it. I said “although that is a lot to ask Jim, but. Mandy?”“Let’s find out if that’s what they want.”“I have ideas about adding an extra room,” Ben said. “We can talk about it with them. Maybe sketch something.”“You’re gonna give an architect a sketch with cumstains on it?” Bink laughed.Ben faked outrage. “Bink! Just because they’re coming over doesn’t mean we have an orgy.”“Bacchanalia,” I said.“I dunno,” Ben mused. “Always thought we had an uncharacteristic ratio of males to females.”“Oh,” Bink simpered, “you don’t like being the house. Once pressed forcefully into the tree his hands movevice-like around hers, knees pinioning her legs to the roughness, and he kissesher. The teeth flash again, his smile bringing whimpers from her lips ? thedarkness behind his gaze deflects her own and she turns to the ground forcomfort. Then he?s gone. Green eyes flick upwards, her tongue licks dry lips,hands clench again, and she stumbles forwards. Forgetting the pain now, howeach step widens strips of it along her torso, her back, her ass,. After that, they both used the whip from time to time but only gently. The spice had gone from their relationship and Martha thought it was only a matter of time before Alan discarded her. He hardly ever shot his load any more, even in her arse with a dildo throbbing in her cunt and another pulsing in his arse. He only came to see her about once a week and he was eyeing the new blonde at the office more than she cared for.When he stood behind the new girl and one hand disappeared, Martha was.