Although she was already seething from her treatment at the clubhouse and the brash way the young woman was speaking to her, she was anticipating the ...ontest with some pleasure.So accustomed was she to the dominant role, she knew every intricacy of the game. She rarely played this part, but that could be overcome. She began with a disadvantage, but was confident, almost overconfident in her self-discipline. She could allow herself to enjoy the submission, the shame, the anger. She could let it. Then moving to his left arm she did the same thing, the whole time she still wore her dress. His eyes followed her movements and saw the warm candle light in her eyes. She smiled down at him and turned around so her pussy was right in his face. He grinned and began to kiss her thighs. A soft moan came bubbling up from her throat as she began to work on his cock again. Taking her time she licked his cock like she was licking an ice cream cone. Up one side then down the other and circling the. If Edith had picked you instead of me, you would have fucked her to." I would never do that to Jones!" Yeah right, maybe you can lie to me but you can't lie to yourself. I see the way you always gush over Edith. You think she's hot. You'd tap that ass all night long and never tell Jones a peep. You think you're a better friend than I am? Fuck you. I helped Jones. I freed him. He'll get divorced and he'll eventually move on with his life. What did you ever do for him besides eye hump his wife?". ..none of it matters...none of it..."Her slim hips rose off the bed as she spoke, pumping uncontrollably in a futile attempt to somehow capture the swollen purple head that jutted and bobbed, still impossibly far away."Ahh, finally, the truth. None of it matters - it's empty baggage, a burden you needn't bear. Here, to be free of it is a simple choice - your choice - no one else's."He moved closer, finally edging the head of his cock just inside her. He waited until her cunt tightened around.