I don’t know what perfume it was but I’ve never forgotten that scent. I moved her toward some cars, which were away from the lights and pulled up ...er dress to fondle her butt. Then I pulled a hand around to the front and felt her own hairless pussy. I nailed her G-spot and brought her to a shuddering orgasm so quickly she seemed in shock. She made some comment about her husband barely able to even find her pussy.As soon as she recovered from her orgasm she asked, “Where can we fuck?” I led her. Dianka took the necklace and managed to get it fastened and then looked at the stranger with hunger in her eyes. Would she now be allowed to suck that magnificent cock standing before her?"So if you want this cock and my cum there are some conditions for you to meet, are you ready to do that? To do anything or anyone I command?" he asked. Dianka never hesitated before she said "yes"; she would do anything for that cock in her mouth or anywhere else he wanted to put it."Then let's go to your. ” “Do you know when she’ll be back?” I asked. “It’ll probably be another half hour. Hey come in and just wait til she gets back.” “Thanks.” I followed him in and sat down on their couch. He came around and sat right next to me. “Hey, do you want to watch something?” he asked. I replied, “No, I’m cool.” He nodded and turned on the TV. A news channel came on. Patrick turned to me and once again had that grin of his. He flipped the channel until he came to a porno. There was a busty woman. "That's important. You didn't forget, did you?"Volodymyr shook his head. "I remembered."He felt like he was going to vomit, suddenly terrified. He tried to keep his eyes on the floor. He didn't want to look at what he knew he'd see hanging from the plaster-covered beam above the open closet. That's where it would happen, just outside the closet, Volodymyr thought, how ironic."Read it to make sure, will you Vlad?"Olena's husband went over to the night-table where Volodymyr had left the suicide.