Sarah ignored him. He was and older man and spoke with a rather deepvoice. Probably talked to the unfortunates that had to stand in thesepillories all...the time when he was supposed to be working.He approached a little closer, sweeping the area around the stand. Hetook a closer look at the sign on her pillory."Sarah Greer huh," he said looking at the name on the sign. "Nicetoenails. You women really like those bright colors on your toes don'tyou," he said pushing the broom under the stand."My. “Now?”“Yes.” He nodded again at the bottle. “Here... in front of me. Drink.”Sienna frowned, then blinked. The way his eyes fixed upon her and how his lips had drawn into a sharp, slanted line was enough to convince her that he knew what he was asking for.“Okay,” she said.The cold plastic bottle was sweating with condensation that had built upon it from the warm air. Sienna pressed it against her cheek, closing her eyes and smiling. “Mmm. Nice,” she hummed.Unscrewing the top, she raised it to. ’ She did as he asked and as she did, he pushed his jeans down past his knees. Damn, he had never known she was so hot for him. If he had…if he had he would have been in jail for more then assault and battery. When she was on the bed, his hands gripped her legs roughly and spread her wide to his gaze. God, he wanted to eat that sugar coated pussy, but right now he need to bury himself all the ways to his balls. To hell with his family downstairs, he was going to get a hot slice of this bitch. Cum in my womb and coat my eggs! Knock me up with your k**s!”Mark was now rock-hard again, looking up at this woman old enough to be his mother who was riding his cock like her life depended upon it. He could see the lust on her older face as she talked dirty to him. Mark was thinking about the baby (or babies) he would be making with Lesley. Her dirty words of breeding and of him about to seed this MILF were making his balls produce extra sperm. Mark would soon be pumping loads of his.