Handing it to me, she gave me a little wink, reached into her bra and brought out a wad of $!00.00 dollar bills. counting out fifteen of them, she han...ed them to me, then turned toward the kitchen. As I was writing out a receipt, she started carrying out our "quick "dinner of prime rib and garlic mashed potatoes, and spinach salad.It was superb and I must have told her that a dozen times as we ate and chatted.After we were finished, she mixed up another drink and geave it to me, then motioned. Of course, Judy thought. The Kate had a routine before it got to the spitting stage. It distracted a girl with pleasure and then tricked her into becoming a captive. She reached down carefully to feel the locking clamps. A tiny, seemingly innocuous movement would be enough to trigger them. That was okay. Judy was just going to see how it felt to be on the spitting block. Knowing that the machine had spitted hundreds of girls before her only made it more enticing.It was just a quiet whirring. And in one quick movement she flopped down onto her back, big saggy tits drooping to the sides and her lover rammed his dick back into her. In that brief instance, I got a great view of her red, and puffy, and glistening pussy, gaping open. Then I saw the dick that had been fucking her. Large, couldn't tell the length, but probably at least nine inches and as thick as a beer bottle, very dark in color and with thick veins. I saw all that before her pussy swallowed up, balls deep, his black. " It's okay Steve, don't worry about it," she said as she pulled her bike out from behind the house and climbed onto the seat. "It's no big deal, just take it easy next time." You mean that? There can be a next time?" he asked with his best "I'm still charming" look."Of course, but actually, can we talk sometime soon? I kinda have to get going," she said as she slung her back pack over her shoulders and prepared to pedal off to whatever Carl had planned."Uh yeah, uh, where are you going?" he.