As we began fucking intensely and roughly once more, I came hard again as he gave it to me so good and so deep and hard. All the soft, sensual lovemak...ng was out the window. This was raw, hot, hard fucking. He's never fucked me with such intensity that much and I loved it. He obviously was loving it too cause before long, his orgasm was building again too. He kept slamming that cock into me and I begged him to please cum for me again. Give me more cum baby. I want it. And he oblidged. He began. A few more attempts and I was able toblink them open. My mouth felt dry, and I definitely had a headache, aswell as other new pains. There was a ceiling above me, and I could justmake out tracks and wire runs like you see in hospitals. An indistincthead shape popped into my field of view, and I heard someone say, as ifoff in the distance "oh, you're awake, let me go get the on call" Itried to move my head to get a better look, but my muscles felt weak andprotested. I appeared to have some sort. An evening photo shoot? Come on. We got together a week later at her fashionable apartment. I wasn't surprised when Rhonda modeled a different kind of "inventory." Her goods were ravishing, and I ravished them all. I wasn't sure how many of the calendar Divas were left, but I knew there were some months left. Mrs. September contacted me at the first of the month. "Do you remember me?" she asked on the phone. "I'm Delores, one of the women you photographed for our Diva calendar." "Of course I. Anyway, who’s going to tell him? I’m certainly not, and I can’t see you telling him.’ ‘Right, so who told you?’ ‘Come on Bette, you know I can’t tell you that. But I can tell you this, whether or not you help me Balfour will be hit hard, dishonored I would think. I’ll work till I get the dirt on him – he looks a corruptible fellow to me.’ Bette’s eyes misted and she sighed deeply. Benni’s brain went into top gear and in seconds he had it all worked out. ‘This is a guess: is your husband.