Possibly she wasn’t sure just what to do and she may have been a bit nervous. She got into it pretty quick, though. She cupped her big tits and sque...zed them for me, forcing her long, erect nipples through the slits in the bra. She began swaying and making her tits jiggle and bounce provocatively for my viewing pleasure. Next she moved a hand down to her pussy and began slipping it in and out of the slippery hole, making wet, sloshing noises.“Do you like what you see, Ross? Do I look dirty and. Ok. Two can play this game. "I am sorry Miss Meents, but I neither like your tone nor appreciate your accusation. If you have no better manners than to walk in here and attack me with an imbecilic accusation, it is time for you to leave." I needed her gone so I could figure out what she was getting at without giving anything away.She sat there stunned while I rose and motioned for her to follow to the front door. Eventually she shook herself, closed her day timer, and walked to her car, never. "Maybe only you can. You and ... he, you're thesame, aren't you? You'll understand, know where to look, what he'll do.Me, I can't. I just can't. I don't get it, never have. Sorry." I can't." You can. The Commonwealth says you're a P.I.," he says. "Whatever elseyou think you are. I'll pay your fee."My fee? I haven't earned a fee in ... well, in since I can't remember.Not since I've been here, any road."Two-fifty, up front" he says. "$75 a day, expenses on top. I know youdon't go cheap." I'm not. ”She nodded her head and he began thrusting again. Rosia’s breathy moans and whimpers of pleasure just made mr. Velasquez want to fuck her harder and harder, but he had promised he wouldn’t hurt her. He sped up gradually until he was fucking her fast – but not too fast. Rosia’s big, curvy hips bucked up against his, trying to push his cock deeper inside her tiny pussy, which was by now getting a little sore, but she didn’t care.“harder!” she screamed at him, but he didn’t speed up. He loved how.