I licked your shaft, and then took your head in my mouth again. After a few more minuets you suddenly moved, and so did the other man. You took my sid...s and rolled me to my right. I felt you lie down next to me and put yourself inside me. I suddenly felt the other man behind me… his hands on my waist as he moved closer to me... he moved again, doing something I was unsure of. You were slowly moving in and out of me, I huddled closer to you. The other man put his hands back on my waist, and I. That seemed to be great motivation for her. I volunteered to write a foreword for the book and recommend her to my agent. The result of that offer was for Abby to get up from her side of the table, come around, kiss me, and then sit again with a huge grin. No one else made any fuss about the event, so I didn't either except to wish she hadn't stopped. I wasn't sure I understood my own change of emotions about her.I teased her, "You don't know what I plan to say. 'Hey, the smart brat who lives. She barely acknowledged me and just looked nervously towards the ground. If I was to guess her age I'd say she would be around mid 40's."May we come in for a chat?" Mr Hussain said calmly in his deep voice whilst catching his breath after the walk up the stairs. "I'm not exactly dressed for visitors I'm afraid" I responded mindful of the fact that all I had on was my black satin dressing gown and my black thong underneath. "Never mind that this won't take long Louise" Mr Hussain said gruffly in. He continued thrusting hard into my arse and talking to me as he did it. “Do you love that you’re being fucked in the arse in the terminal of the Toronto International?” “Yes Master John, I love it!” “Do you love that you’re going to be MY slut for the next week?” “Mmmmmmm, Yes Master John, I love it.” I gasped panting from his thrusts. “Do you know that we will be fucking where ever and WHENEVER I want it slut?” “Oh GOD! Yes Master John, I know that.” “Do you know your Master has given you to.