Eventually that got to be a little too bald, so the next system was to require anybody in business in the county, or anybody who wanted to do business...in the county, to have to pay for annual permits and such. You want to build a new mill in the county? Great! You just need a building permit and construction permit and land use permit and water use permit and waste regulation permit. Many of these permits needed to be renewed annually, and most of the permit money found its way into the Conover. I want the four of you to dance the Waltz, the Tango, and Salsa. So we’re going practice all three of them every day this week.”The Waltz went quite well. Danny and Val moved around the room gracefully. Their motions were smooth and flowed with the naturalness that can only come after hours of practice. Steve and Stephanie moved just as well. Both couples occupied different parts of the room and never came close to a collision.Pleased with their performance, Mrs. Shapiro said, “That was. I was in heaven. “Oooo fuck baby you’re so good.” “You like that huh? You like when I suck your big cock?”“Fuck yeah baby girl. Go deeper on that cock.” The words were coming out of my mouth without me even thinking them. I was so turned on that this animal part of me had taken over. I wanted to make every bit of her mine. I wanted to cum all over her and then fuck her again and again. She went deeper on my cock. With each bob she got lower and lower until the tip of my cock was at the back of. "Ok you were right. This was just a plan of mine to get into your knickers," she looked at me in shock, "and I won't tell anyone about your little secret, as long as you do let me in." "Let you into where?" "Into your knickers!" I said, trying to be as dominant as I could. "That's blackmail, Luke!" "Well it's your choice." "What will it involve?" She asked curiously. "I want to use those anal beads on you myself," I replied with a cheeky wink. "And that's all?" "Yes." She thought for a moment..