His eyes were a piercing blue, and when he looked at her, she felt as though he could somehow tell what shed just been thinking about. What can I do f...r you, young lady? he asked briskly, and for the second time in a few minutes, Toni found a red flush creeping up her neck. The script was shortthe appeal worked based on quantity, not quality. Approach a thousand cars quickly, and youll take more money than making impassioned speeches to a hundred. For most cars, just a rattle of the collection. ‘Can I ask you a personal question, Dee?’Nodding my head, whispering ‘yes,’ watching what his hand was doing.‘Did you often play like this when your husband was still here, and do you still?’Again, I nodded my head, and he was nodding his head too. ‘Then play for me, while you watch me play, you can see what you have done again, can’t you?’‘Yes,’ I barely whispered, watching him unzip his pants allowing his long, hard cock to fall free, allowing me a full sight of him again as he took his shirt. When we reached the bottom I looked around and was impressed. On the right wall was a home entertainment center with a bunch of stereo and other equipment surrounding a large screen TV. The back wall had an open door to a bathroom with a door leading out to the back yard. The rest of the back wall was what looked like windows that were replaced with mirrors. The wall on the left was one big bar with mirrors and liquor. The center of the room had three couches facing each other and the one. I got her naked down to her socks and her pussy was soaking my boxer shorts while I was grinding her and leaving her a hickey somewhere near her right nipple, and then I thought "fuck it" and just pulled them down and shoved into her. At first she tried to get me to stop, but then she gave in. She knew she was a slut. By the time she whispered for me to take her from behind and then started rubbing her clit, I wasn't worried where she wanted me to cum, even though she cried after we were.