Robinson,’ I said the name with sarcasm. ‘With the divorce laws being what they are, it might be cheaper to keep her.’ ‘You would normally be...correct. However, I can’t have my wife being a common slut. In my position it doesn’t look good.’ Robinson sat down in the chair in front of Matt’s desk. He shot the cuffs of his white silk shirt, straightened his tie and smoothed the crease of his pant leg. He continued in his oh so very cultured voice. ‘In addition, we do have a prenuptial agreement. I rubbed his erection lightly, careful not to attract my son’s attention our way. Feeling his cock made me want more and it made my pussy hot and wet like it had been earlier in the day.I continued the light touching for a couple of minutes then I asked my son, “Can you make some popcorn?”I used that as an excuse to get my hand under Steven’s boxers and grab his shaft. I looked at my son in the kitchen and gave Steven some good stroking.“I’m so wet,” I told Steven.His left hand found its way. Angique had decided to allow her guests only a mere impression of her girls. After the first drinks and welcomes in the hall, they had both disappeared. Angique knew what they were doing right now. She knew if and when they would return, an certainty her table companions could only hope for and discuss amongst themselves.The presentation of Clarize and Giselle was maybe not the main official reason for this gathering. But it certainly explained the fact that so many had come to the villa in. It just never showed whenever she was around her puddin', Mr. J. She knew enough to scan the news reports for significant events, and took note of an exhibit being held in the Gotham Museum of Art. The Kingdom of Bashir was loaning the United States an ancient gold idol which had been excavated earlier in the century and kept under close guard ever since. The idol was on a city-by-city tour so that as many citizens as possible could see it, and it was now in Gotham City.Harley Quinn set up a.