"She clapped both hands over her mouth this time, as if she had said a little too much. And by this time, I was getting a little more comfortable in o...r little improv."How do you know that, Laura?" I, um, I..." she let her voice trail off."I can find out, Laura. Mrs. Martin had this little security camera system installed." Oh, God, please no," she said. "He was just, you know, acting up, so I, you know, spanked him. It was pretty clear he knew the drill. I mean, pullin' his pants down for me. "Suck it Bitch!" he yelled.I groaned as he pushed his cock deeper into my mouth.Adrian started talking, I didn't catch everything, but it was usually him telling me to suck his cock and telling me how much of bitch I was. He also continued spanking me with increasing force.Adrian picked up the pace while he was fucking my mouth. He grabbed both sides of my head and pounded my face harder as his breathing picked up. I knew what was coming, he was going to shoot a load from that massive cock deep. Natasha with the recklessness of youth and the courage of the wine approached him again, throwing her arms around his neck and pulling him tightly to her body she kissed him; it was a prolonged kiss, full of tongue, sexual promise and inflamed passionate desire. The sensation of the kiss lingered on his lips long after she broke contact to hold his head in her hand as he tried to further separate them. She whispered in his ear,"Oh Dale, my body longs for you. And I belong to you; I don't care. His fortune grew nto the tens of millions. On nights he wasn't busy, he spent many of those evenings in the arms of Greta.She encouraged him to seek Grace's hand in marriage. She told him she would be there for him until she dried up up there. He grew to love Greta but she said he was too good for her. If they were foolish enough to marry, word would eventually get around that she had been his mistress for over a year before. He would be ruined in high society and she would certainly not be.