Keeping a watch through the extra dark tint windows of the truck, she imagined her boss, a punk kid with a power trip walking up to her window and fin...ing her fucking herself. The thought amused her for a few minutes until she began to feel the benefits of her fingers in her clit. He was the last thing she wanted to see at that point and went somewhere else. Her pussy was warm and wet. A sweet smell creeped into the interior. She licked her fingers, tasting. The taste was light. He hadn't. He rang the hotel and made a reservation for his preferred suite. He already had preferred status there and had let them know that he would be using their services quite a bit over the coming weeks, not just the suite, but the restaurant as well.Finally, he arranged for the limousine to pick him up at Sydney Airport at 6pm, naturally telling them what flight he was on in case it was delayed. He booked it for the rest of evening, or at least until 11pm, he told them.At last Thursday arrived, but. "Ok two more things before I leave, first here is your personal Rulebookit was made specifically for you it's in your best interest to read itthoroughly and follow it to the letter, second here is your bathrobe.Strip all your clothes you won't be needing them anymore."I saw by her expression that she was 100% serious so I grabbed the silkypink robe with a flowery pattern and went into the tiny in-room bathroom.I took off all my clothes including my underwear and gave it to her, thenshe left.I. Wendy has only ever been fucked by John. I've been boasting about how many men are fucking me. She wants to be fucked by someone else, but it has to be someone from this group because she doesn't want to give up fucking John. I'm sorry if that sounds cold and impersonal.”“Hey! I understand. I love Veronica dearly and yet I look forward each week to these parties, especially when one of the women who I get to fuck just might be carrying my children.”“The odds that they are yours are less than 10.