Now she was really screaming in pain. I ripped the back of her outfit down and unclasped her bra, and watched her tits bounce as she tried to get awa... but couldn’t move. I then stuck my cock in her ass and grabbed her by the tits and used them to pull in and out. After I came again, I let her fall on her stomach sobbing as I went looking for the object of my fantasy. I found it in her car. It was that pole that drum majorettes carry. I flipped her over on her back and showed it to her. . John smiled and said that he was looking forward to working on his new project, and Martina agreed that it should be great fun. Maria brought two more jugs of sangria to the table and replenished the tapas then Martina said, “Come with me Candy I want to show you my new idea’s.” She led me through the house and into a room that was obviously her design studio and workroom. In truth it was a bit cluttered, but conveyed the fact that it was a hive of industry, and everywhere I looked there were. Or I’ve died and gone to heaven :-*Then the morning after...No2Our 2nd ANAL just the morning after was even better than I could have possibly dreamed !We agreed to dress up for breakfast, me in my suit and wifey in her oh so sexy stockings and heels with her slinky navy dress from the night before. We looked like the bridal couple in the hotel restaurant but she so loves me smart and trendy and I could see so clearly what was on her mind as she was eyeing me up all morning.Back to the room she. Just reading the man’s name made his hands shake. He’d never hated anyone like this since high school.Twenty minutes later, fortified from a shot of his favorite single malt, he dialed the number. Seconds passed with no ringing. What if the number was out of service? It had been nearly nine years. Then, an all too familiar voice answered.“Ah, if it isn’t my diminutive friend Roger Grainer.”“Good day, Mr. Timms. You owe me a refund.”“It’s a little late for that. You’ve owned the item for over a.