I had good idea what they were doing there and one night I decided to take a chance. I parked up and looked around, there was one guy sat on a bench. ... wandered up the path and sat down on the bench, mumbled a quick “evening mate" and got out a cigarette then realised i did not have a light. Turning to the guy I asked if he had a one, it was at this point I knew why he was there, “yes” he said and proferred me his lit ciggy with his left hand, his right hard was busy stroking his hardening. Sally and his wife were childless but Sally was apparently adevoted husband.In fact, from what he read about Sally in the report in front of him,Sally didn't do anything other than work and tend to his family (bothblood relatives and LCN). More importantly Sally never went anywherewithout his two bodyguards. Even when Sally visited his relations he wasaccompanied by his two minders, who masqueraded as his driver and hispersonal assistant, they were at his side from the moment he left hishome. Never leaving her eyes, Derek pushed forward and eased his cock into her cunt until his whole length filled every damn space. Her eyes widened and she cried out in complete ecstasy, caught under the current of sexual want, "Oh God, Derek it feels so good." You feel so fucking wonderful," each word he spoke was a thrust to her pussy and soon Derek sped up his pace. He was completely wrecking her pussy in blissful pain that sent her moaning each time his cock slammed into her cunt, "So damn. I’m completely in Her control and not aware that I’ve started to moan, like I do when I’m looking at Her photos, and She doesn’t react, just keeps on posing. “Are these the poses you like Graham,” She says softly, revealing more cleavage and making my eyes open even wider. I’m sort of aware that I’m in the middle of a long, non-stop moan as She poses.“I think they are, aren’t they?” She says with a provocative smile, and She does another pose, even more sexy. I’m wondering where that whimpering.