He sat the briefcase down on the desktop and loosened his tie. The red light on his answering machine was blinking slowly and relentlessly, demanding ...is attention in the most silent way possible. He sighed, knowing that at least one of the messages would be from Ellen. If only she could be as silent as this simple machine. Reluctantly, he pressed the playback button. ‘Message one,’ a ridiculous computerized voice reported, ‘9:38 A.M.’ Mark leaned back in his chair. ‘Hey babe,’ came the sad. Trying to push up and get her off of me, but her weight on my hips made that impossible and since my arms were useless, all I could do was set there, as the hot nectar spread down my shaft, making it hot, very very hot - sending me into a painful erotic haze, that I thought for a few minutes I would pass out, but that did not happen. Eventually the the temperature began to decrease. When it was somewhat comfortable, she climbed off of me, looking closely at my cock, turning to two young women. A man said that he wanted her tight ass. Mary looked at his hard cock. About 6 inches. “MMMMMmmmmmm...” she said. He led her over to a table and grabbed some lube and applied some to her ass. He put some on her hand. “Lube me.” he said. She stroke his cock till it was covered with lube. He sat down and guided her ass to his cock. It went in smoothly. As he fucked her ass, he told her that if he dropped his load on her tits, the ‘slave’ would clean her. She nodded her head but told him that it. "After some more driving over well-kept roads with steady but light traffic he swung off the road and aimed the car at the mountains in the near distance. Something bothered me, though."Alfred, you did say that Wilbur's place is out in the boon sticks, didn't you? But this area is quite densely populated and there are roads all over the place with cars going in all directions all the time." Maybe it would appear that way to you, Bert. From our point of view, this is rather quiet living. There.