He raises his glass and toasts to the evening. Chayne stirs her bucket and asks what Dirty had planned for this evening. Unable to stop his laughter D...rty told Chayne he was supposed to have a date. Chayne begins to laugh along with him and confesses she had an evening appointment as well. ‘Appointment?’ Dirty asks. Chayne explains about the man who pays her to walk him around his apartment like a dog. Dirty was baffled that a man would pay a woman to treat him like a dog. It’s a crazy world we. He keeps rubbing his dick squeezing every drop out of his shaft.It collects as a big drip as big as a dime on his finger.He gives it a shake and it falls free right in the middle of her gaping pussy and breaks the cum bridge from the 2nd one.He backs up and grabs her legs and holds them open for me to work her gaping pussy better.I want to push it all back in her but I just keep working it open and closed, the cum on her clit starts to move towards her pussy I can see it run down into. I stopped at the Red Lion, and tethered my pair at his rail."Why have we stopped?" Miss Harcourt demanded."To see Mr Binks," I said, "Come."She descended with some reluctance for she was wearing her good dress, the dark green which made her look like a lady of breeding or so some would say and with it dainty shoes ill suited to the mud of the alehouse yard."Ah Binks!" I said a I espied him, "I am away to Madame L'oiseaux with Grace, my father's whore." Is that she?" he asked."Indeed," I agreed. I looked at my wife with a puzzled look and then the lady asked me again. Do you mind as she pushed on my shoulder.Yes maam. Please join us I said.Scoot over she said as she pushed me further into the booth. She sat down. About time you said hi she said to me. She turned to my wife and said some men are just so slow. Don’t you agree?I agree. Some men you can be nice to them and they obey. While others. Sometimes they need to be beat down. Take a belt to their ass. Show them who is boss.Oh.