"We're going back to that club we saw earlier on, Carl old buddy. If what that old crone said was true then this could be our way in!" he said, lookin... curiously at his friend."What! Oh no, don't tell me you actually believe that nonsense!" he said, although his voice didn't quite contain as much confidence as the words he spoke, as he felt another tremor run through his body. This time, when he looked at William, he noticed that he was craning his neck upwards slightly!"There's only one way to. As I was pinned to the bed by his hands on my shoulders, I couldn’t see what was happening. He kept fucking me then I did hear the door close about thirty seconds later. I could smell my mother’s perfume and realised she had walked in on us but must have watched me being bummed before leaving. Jason then grabbed hold of my hips and pushed in as hard as he could go. He had reached a climax and was shooting his load inside of me. I could feel his prick pulsating with every shot and felt his warm. ”“Yes, he was.”“Send the videos.”I texted Bobby and told him to send the videos. Then I told my husband that they will be there in a few minutes. A tone from my phone let me know that the videos had been downloaded. I forwarded them to my husband. “Oh. I forgot to mention that I ate some pussy too.”“No.”“Yes, I did.” I answered, “It’s on one of the videos.”“You are a real slut,” he said, “I just got them. I’ll call you later.”“Bye, baby,” I said as I hung up.I couldn’t believe what my husband. ” Obvious and again hints at intimacy.“The shop is unattended. Shall I lock it up for you, just until your boss arrives?”“My boss?” She smiles enigmatically.“Aren’t you going to notify your employer, or supervisor to send someone over? To help? Or relieve you?”“No, there’s no-one. I have no employees. I’m the owner.” Interesting.“Maybe I should lock the shop for you?”“Yes, but don’t leave me.” Desperation?“Isn’t it a bit awkward to drag you all the way to the front and back again?” I.