She felt the pressure of his hands on her head. He waspushing and shoving at her closed mouth with his hotthrobbing cock. She felt liquid, hot pungent... and saltyon her lips.She pulled away.“Urghhh.”That complaint was her mistake, as Igwe’s cock thrustthrough her parted protesting lips.The hot throbbing length pushed into her mouth. Shepulled away but Igwe held her head firm.“Oh Yes, honey that’s it!”Cock was in her mouth! It was hot, pulsing and vibrant,and. As I was heading for the door, Gene spoke up."Thanks for being such a friend to Bex," he said. "In many ways you've been a better brother to our sister than we ever have." That's OK," I replied, slightly embarrassed. "We're more of an age and I do love her like the sister I never had." We know," Bert said. "Don't do anything that you'd regret or that would jeopardize your future. In short: Don't do anything illegal." And if you do," Gene added, "don't go to any other law firm than ours for your. ”“Awww, my poor daddy,” she said as she took the next exit.“Hey, this isn’t the way! Where’re you going?”She got off, and turned left, and then left again, to get back on the highway heading back towards the airport. Cassidy just shook her head and stayed quiet, driving like she was on a mission. They were quickly back near the airport, at the fringes of the airfield. She took the next exit, turned right, and after a minute of driving, pulled into the Westin Airside Hotel & Resort. She parked. It was then that he returned my calls and I was directed to go to this warehouse building the next day.’ This is her story pretty much as she told it to me: When I arrived I was taken into a studio of sorts and told to put on these clothes, a skirt that short that it covered not much and a top that was cut that low that it just as well not be there and then there were the shoes, platform stilettos that were so hard to walk in that I thought that I was going to break my ankle. I then had to come.