When Achmeed was finished I vent down and washed my self, my ass was sore, but my god how satisfied I felt.10:30 AMWe had our breakfast and Achmeed as...ed my husband: "Why do you let other men like Dad and us fuck your wife?"My husband looked me in the eyes and said: "Because she loves it and I'll do ALMOST ANYTHING to keep her happy!"Achmeed kept on, he said: "If I was married I sure wouldn't allow anybody to fuck my wife, THAT IS NOT RIGHT!"My husband looked at him and said: "If it is not. When I arrived, the meeting was already in progress between my counselor and my mother and my counselor was as unhappy as I was and although we both knew it was a lost cause, she did try to convince my mother that attending school here was still in my best interest. Her argument fell on deaf ears with my mother; within the hour I was out of school on vacation for another week, long enough to get moved to another school.That afternoon at the ranch was rather tense between us as she ordered me to. My trading results were constantly improving all through this period, as I had started to understand the pulse of the trading pits. If I started out each morning, holding few, if any, positions, I could trade in a more aggressive manner, until I reached a sold or bought threshhold that I'd set for myself. Once I reached that point, I'd wait, either unwinding when the price movement became favorable, or brokering the grain to my Dad's company.As my confidence grew, I started raising my. U's heart beat faster. She had only ever done one-on-one. He opened the door and a tall, blond women slipped inside the room. He closed the door behind her. U studied her. She was quite tall, with shoulder-length blond hair and wore a dark trench coat tied at the waist. She carried a small holdall. She was exceptionally good-looking and U estimated she was in her late twenties or early thirties. The lady surveyed the room which by now was s**ttered with various sex toys. The scent of cum.