We love you, Cheri..." And what about Igat?" he interrupted. "You stop loving her?" You know better than that," Madeleine responded immediately. "She'... my baby and I want her more than anything, but..." But, hell," he said. "There's no buts. To get her back we need money to make a deal with Girarde, then disappear with, and that's just what we're going to have. Now... let's forget all of this quit talk and get down to business."He turned to Annette: "What do you think he might try? And. Sometimes I imagine you fucking my mouth, and then bending me over the back of a chair and fucking me from behind. I imagine you holding my hips and slamming your hard cock into me. I imagine you fucking me so hard that my feet come up off the floor.” “Do you come when you’re thinking about that?” he said. “Yes,” she said. “Usually I come two or three times. I come thinking about you fucking me hard and telling me that if I don’t come, you’re going to stop fucking me and just jerk off on my. You see that Lakers game? Me neither, buddy." Reggie grinned at her while listening to Dave on the phone. "I've been busy with school, man, doing a lot of studying for final exams. Yeah, I'll be happy to help her if she needs anything. She right here. Hold on."Reggie handed Christy her phone.Christy looked mortified. How could she speak with Dave while Reggie's cock was inside her— while she was fucking Reggie?She had no choice but to talk to him."Hi Dave, how are you?" she asked.She struggled. He dressed in a short red summery dress with a halter neck top that he's found in the wardrobe in the guest room. He'd also found a white halter neck bra and put his falsies in that and a pair of matching knickers. It was warm enough to go without stockings, and as his newly shaven legs looked so feminine, he knew he could carry it off. He also found a pair of red 2 - 1/2 inch heeled sandals that looked divine. But before putting them on he painted his toenails and his fingernails in a matching.