He had tickets to the Kennedy Center for a symphony concert that night. This was one of her night's off. Dinner and the symphony, what could be better...than that? Top it off with a night of hot passionate sex and that would be the cherry on the banana split.She planned on wearing that opulent gown that the President bought her. He looked cute in his suits with his yamaka. If he asked, she'd marry him. She was a nonpracticing Roman Catholic while he was Jewish. They worshiped the same God. Right?. It hurts," Ashley confesses, trying to keep her balance on her tip toes. Her shoulders burn and demand relief, but not nearly as loud as her vagina does. "Part of your week is this meeting dear. We need to see if you are what we want and what our guests want. You signed up for this. Are you still okay with it? It's just a little longer, then I'll take you back with me, alright?" Ashley hangs helplessly in her bonds. Her ass full and throbbing, her aching pussy, gushing, she does her best to. When they did pull apart, Jennifer fixed Jen with a look. "Are you going to be all right?"Jen took a deep breath and nodded."And what about the relationship?" Jennifer asked.Jen shook her head. "He says he loves me. He kept saying it over and over again, in fact."Dave furrowed his brow. Wasn't that a good thing?"That much?" Jennifer asked.Jen nodded, still tense.Ah, Dave realized. As if Will's convincing himself."I'm sure he means it," Jennifer said. "He does love you after all. This has just. .. So fucking tight. Mmmm My cunt feels so good as I push My fingers into You Baby; I can feel the plug inside of Your ass ; I can feel the soft silky wetness of Your juices, I can fucking hear them as I explore You ... Fuck You are so wet. I want You to taste Yourself from My fingers; I want to push My dripping wet fingers into Your slutty little mouth and I want You to suck off every last drop. Open Your mouth for Me Princess and stick out Your tongue so I can slide My fingers in ... Fuck!.