"Aww, does babygirl want her little titties played with? Are your titties lonesome sweetie?" I said, mocking her."Oh yes, Daddy! Please play with my t...ttles, Daddy! Please! They like it when you play with them!" she cried urgently. "All right, babygirl, I will take your bra off, but you keep your hands down and don't move them. If you move them I might have to turn you over my knee and spank that ass of yours!" I said. I don't know if it was the idea that I was going to play with her tits or. It was a beautiful Rolls Royce. It appeared to be an older one. But it was in beautiful condition. It looked brand new. Except now there was a three inch scrape on the fender.Jon looked around but didn't see anyone. He looked as white as a ghost. I could see that he was scared. He turned to me and asked, "What should I do? Should I leave a note?"I looked around and didn't see anyone in the parking lot. "Let's just get out of here. Nobody saw anything. Jon, we can't afford to repair a car like. I watch as he tentatively rubs his hardness against Alex's bum smearing himself, and Alex, all over. I sense the tension; after all, I am observing Alex's actions, so I lean over and kiss him passionately. I can feel his hands moving below me, and I realise he is putting on protection. As Craig groans loudly and I realise that Alex is now in him. I want to watch, but I am enjoying kissing Alex as he fucks my husband. I move my hand down to touch Craig and realise that Alex's hand is also there.. ”“It is a temporary thing. Unfortunately it overlaps with my preparations to leave. I’d prefer to keep our business separate from her business, but this is the necessity.” Will offered Garrik the map he had just finished while Garrik signed a piece of paper. They traded.“Appreciated, Mister Sterling. Good luck in your endeavors,” he looked at the ceiling again, “and your new living arrangement.”The bell on the door chimed to announce Mister Garrik’s departure and then closed with a thud. Will.