We decided to wait until her parents came home, and I sat with her in our family room while Janice began preparing dinner.She sat quietly for a while,...and then she looked at me with her eyes tearing up and said, “Damn, Mr.L., I don’t think I’ll ever be able to repay you for helping me like that. Nobody’s done anything nice for me in a really long time. I haven’t even been that friendly with my parents and other adults recently. Most people, especially people your age, get freaked out by my. I’d like to say it was me that decided enough talking, but in fact it was her, she downed half a glass of wine in one gulp, stood up and just said “let’s go to the hotel”. That was the only time that night that she called the shots.We walked back to my car, and I pulled out the bag of goodies she’d soon be punished and pleasured by. I’d spent well in excess of £100 on its contents earlier that day between meetings in London’s Soho district, and she was excited to see what I had to play with.. There was the same private jet, but with a different pilot. I think that we both slept on our way back home. Once again we were driven back to the house inside a van, but once we got there Kath had a party waiting for us. Once we got inside the house, Kath looked at Madi, and for once Madi was the one who backed down. I started feeling bad."Kath, it was my fault. Please forgive her."She turned and looked at me as though I was out of my mind."John, I thought that you got it. She needed it. She. Donna was awake now and becoming aware that it couldn’t be her husband. He was at work. But the thick dick was already doing its job. It was jamming her cunt, screwing it with strong full strokes. She now knew for certain that it wasn’t her husband. This prick was long and hard and meaty, filling her pussy up, frigging her fast and fully. It was much bigger than her husband’s and it was screwing her more lustily than her husband had ever screwed her.It was dark in the room,.