There had always been a latent attraction between them. They were about the same age, they liked many of the same things and if not for his wife, migh... have spent the last seven years as more than just co-workers. ‘Wanna talk about it?’ she asked. ‘Not really,’ Jacob replied with a frown. ‘I understand,’ Ann Marie smiled at him. ‘Listen . . . Can you still help me with the homecoming fundraiser next weekend? Wes and Cindy said they’d pitch in but they don’t want to run the concession stand. I. I avoid them, but I fight the urge to gag. I get his dick in my hands and lick it for a long time. He stands up and pulls me down on my little red sofa. He is on top of me. I wonder if he will kill me with a pillow and leave and it will be all over the news that "Miss Star dies having sex with client." When he is inside me I realize I forgot his name. In and out he goes his thrusts making me grab hold of him like a drowning woman. "Wh- what is your name?" I ask as he moves me so he can get in. When some wan came to the door. she was my friend christna she had tripp pants on big round booty big round tits and she was thin and had long black hair she had a coreset on with spikes on it and she had a black cloak on she came up to me and started kissing me un zipping my pants i told her i have a gf named tasha she a white chuby women with long black hair big tits big booty big belly she said i wont tell dont wurry ass she sarted to suck my dick and then took me to my room were she layed. The Silver Spur wasn’t busy when I came in, for the fortieth night in a row. Anymore a good percentage of my paycheck was dedicated to the economic growth of the place. I hadn’t gotten my name engraved on my favorite bar stool yet, but I figured it that to be only a matter of time...“Evening, good buddy,” said Hammond Greeley, head barkeep at the Spur.“You too, Ham,” I said. “Got something around five hundred proof for me?” I said.“Maybe eighty or a hundred, ran out of the heavy stuff,” he.