Well, she was an already married woman of substance. That was deterrent enough.Venerable HallFather and I were having dinner with the staff in the kit...hen when the butler came in."Master Willets, Mrs. Venerable would like to speak with you in the library." The butler was always stuffy when he was passing on messages. Then, he relaxed. "I hope you're not in trouble, Matt." I hope not, too." I glanced at my father and left the kitchen.Elizabeth was standing and looking out an open window towards. But my crack research firm, Sullivan & Sullivan, hadn’t uncovered any exceptional dirt on Herman Pettibone, Esq. So, Winter Jennings, off to Raytown, off to work. Hi ho, hi ho.In the spirit of good sportsmanship, I’ll refrain from describing Herman other than to say bad combover, jiggly potbelly. Nicotine stained teeth. And fingers. Dandruff.He toils away in a three-attorney office with a receptionist and three other women. Secretaries? Paras? Pussy? Never came up.He handed me a file.. ? Another swoosh and ? Whack.? A thin line of fire burned itself across herbuttocks.? ?One ...? she managed togasp.? ?Don't forget to thank me,girl!?? ?No Sir.? Sorry Sir.?Thank you Sir.? she gasped over the pain.? Whack! A second line joined it.? ?Two ... Thank you Sir.?? WHACK! This one was harder than the othersand Naomi almost screamed.? ?ThreeSir.? Thank you Sir.? ?Now Sit!??If the chair had been hard before it felt like granite now, with linesof pain racing over her arse.? ?Put yourhands. One-Ear and Tiny faced her, Tiny on the left, One-Ear on the right. One-Ear let out a pleasurable howl and a little spurt of pre-cum shot forth and splashed against her hair and upper back. Trickles of it ran down his flagging shaft. She smeared the slippery liquid over her palm, meaning that she could increase the pace somewhat and soon One-Ear had stiffened up again.She released Tiny for a second and held her left hand in front of One-Ear's cum-slot. Another jet of liquid promptly fired.