He took on the man’s job of fixing drinks. He put the scotch bottle and the tequila bottle on the counter and glanced at her. ‘Tequila and orange ...uice and soda, please.’ He fixed that and poured himself a short tumbler of Philip’s expensive single malt scotch. They tipped glasses and had their separate thoughts about where two survivors went after a family disaster. He asked, ‘What is our money situation?’ She looked at him and smiled. ‘That is mostly a mystery. He gave me a generous house. I didn't know wether she wanted to go out or stay in so I dressed smart casual and grabbed a bottle of rose on the way.When I arived at her house, I was relieved to see that she actually looked like the photo on her profile. She was about 34. 5'5 ish and had a lovely figure. She was dressed in smart trousers with boots on and a tight top that showed the shape of her breasts.We said our hello's and how nice it was to meet in person, and she guided me in to her living room. It was a terrace house. .don't didnt i tell you to shut the fuck up??* rockdyke pulls out fingers and slaps your cunt really hard* SlaveBitch nods and sniffles* SlaveBitch screams bloody murder grabs you by the mouth and shoves you to your bed SHUT THE FUCK UP! MMFFF!* SlaveBitch is kicking and punching again* rockdyke punches you in the stomach* SlaveBitch blacks out for a few minutes, the wind knocked out of me* SlaveBitch wakes up* rockdyke lifts up your head and looks at your unconcious face and spits on it before. As she collapsed on top of me, her lips found mine. Her pussy was still contracting and around my cock, as if still trying to milk the cum from me.After a few minutes just laying there kissing and cuddling I needed relief so rolled her over on to all fours. By now we were across the bed her facing the window with me stood behind her. After tasting her extremely wet pussy I slid in. My hands now on her ass spreading her cheeks looking at her gorgeous ass as my cock slid into her. I was really.