I whimpered a bit as her breast left my mouth, missing the feel of it, but then moaned out in pleasure as the two went back at my cock. As much as I l...ved sucking on her tit, I was still blessed to be in this position regardless. But nothing could prepare me for what I was about to be blessed with. The door opened, and standing there was someone I never thought I’d have the pleasure of meeting or seeing ever. Even being in a room with her was basically the same odds as winning the lottery. And. But he couldn’t have her, no she just wouldn’t suit his purpose. ‘Excuse me Mr. Tavish but I am not some flighty delicate doll. I know how to do work,’ she says. ‘I’ll see if a carriage can be arranged to take you back to the rail line with the trail guides.’ ‘Don’t be ridiculous! I’ve travelled all the way out here to meet you and now you say you don’t want me!’ He can hear the anger in her voice but also the edge of tears creeping in. ‘Mr. Tavish- ‘Mac Tavish, Hudson, it’s just Hudson.’ . The next morning Friday she is up and gone before I get up. Like she said heading north she crosses the state line into Michigan and after about an hour she gets off the highway traveling down the side roads she's in a housing complex driving around looking then she sees a woman about 30yrs on hands and knees working in her yard. Kat pulls over and watches her the woman is dressed in a pair of jean shorts and halter top working hard at a flower garden after a little while Kat gets out and walks. The sexiest thing about her though, was her voice. She had this squeaky hot voice that reminded me of Jennifer Tilly. In fact, now that I think of it, Tish reminded me very much of a larger version of her. All I know is that I wanted to hear her begging for my dick.My first real interaction with Tish would come about six months into the job at our office Christmas part. Sorry, Holiday Party. This was the dawn of the PC era. At this point in my early twenties, I had only been with about four.