My staff did the actual discovery work, but only I could talk to the high Pooh bahs of the client. So, my morning was to be spent meeting with my staf... to make sure I conveyed to the client what was needed.The doorbell rang just before I was to leave. I opened the door to an overweight man in a tired rayon sport’s jacket.“Mr. Jason Sweeney,” he said.Unmistakably he was a process server, and all I could think was that Jason was divorcing me.“Don’t you mean Mrs. Jason Sweeney?” I said.He took a. Making sure to pay particular attention to the places that made her groan the loudest. Eventually she pushed me away and looked deeply into my eyes, burning her words into my soul between gasps. “Fuck… me… now…” “Anything for you my princess.” Again without another word I proceeded to slowly slide into her recently polished sex and began to slowly tread in and out taking careful pleasure in each of her quiet moans. “How is this my dear,” I asked as I slowly kissed the bumps of her collarbone.. Holding the pigtails, he then slowly started to fuck my mouth. I could feel his cock growing harder with each thrust, each time going a little further into my wanton mouth. I loved the feeling of helplessness; my pussy was getting wetter by the second.I readied myself for him to push fully. As he eased himself into my throat again, I tried to control my breathing. As soon as I gagged, he pulled out and let me regain my composure. This went on for quite a while and each time he was able to hold. I pulled her arms back towards me as I picked her up fucked her deeper, her back straight but ass bent out. Oh baby own me. Fucking own me! I fucked harder. She was so fucking wet. I noticed some jump ropes and stopped. Baby where are you going? she said catching her breath. Dont you worry. I grabbed the jump ropes and tied her arms to the handles on the desk. Her ass was in the air, arms tied to the desk. I had looped them around where she was perfectly placed looking towards the wall. She was.