Blackwell was seated behind an imposing desk of dark mahogany. I was aware of an acrid odor in the suite and noticed that he was smoking a small, blac... cigar. I believe it’s called a cheroot. How important could this man be, to ignore a state law against smoking in the workplace? I was expecting him to be at least cordial, but he came right to the point. I took a seat in front of him and waited. ‘Mrs. Lynch, you came to us highly recommended, yet it seems you are having difficulty adjusting to. Hubby Hank is very well off and they find a big house in the best part of town, LeAnn says now all I want is k**s to fill it up. Hank is a good lover but after two years and fucking almost non-stop no k**s yet. A very upset LeAnn goes and gets checked but learns she is fine. At her wits end she is sitting at a coffee shop in town dropping her spoon and this guy picks it up for her there eyes meet and she thinks WOO he's great but, then a woman comes up and he says this is my wife. The couple. "Give me that cock."I straddled her and rubbed my erection all around her face until she grabbed it and fed it into her mouth, mum came up from the floor, between them they slobbered over my penis."Fuck her Micky, fuck her for me, darling." I didn't really need asking twice. Dolly didn't either, her legs wrapped themselves around my back, and her whole face lit up as I eased my erection into the cauldron that was her cunt."Ooh yes," she sighed. "That's fucking lovely Micky, do me, baby, do me. She screamed as she jumped. “What the hell?” Then she tried to move her hands and couldn’t. “What’s going on? Let me out of here!”“Not until we’ve had some fun.”Her eyes finally settled on me. “You were going to take me home. This isn’t my home.”I smiled sadistically. “No sweetheart, it’s not. It’s mine. You’re a guest and you will do whatever I want.”“I will not! You can’t make me!”I chuckled as I ran a finger down her face and over her chin. “Sure you will. You can’t stop me.”Her hands were.