There was no doubt about his endowment or his ambitions. George just watched and smiled at me.We stopped dancing when the song changed and headed for ...ur table. The guy asked if he could join us. That was my first look at who had been holding and rubbing into me. He was a very handsome black man; I invited him to sit. From this first look I felt a strong attraction to him. He had a subtle domineering presence.“Hi, I’m Derreck, and you are?”“I am Megan, and this is my husband George. Nice to. .Thanks," Janet said."I also know a woman when I see her," Kelly said. "And I'm guessingthat other people's failure to do so is part of the problem, right?" ...Right," Janet sighed."Becky Earl, right?" Kelly asked, sighing as Janet nodded, barelykeeping tears from flowing freely from her eyes. "I am not prepared totolerate this. Not from one of my employees." It wasn't even on work time," Janet pleaded."Doesn't matter," Kelly said. "She's shown that she's incapable ofworking alongside you, if. If you do manage it, he gives you the money. That's the entire bet." That's fine with me. If I get my hands on your wife's tits before midnight, Barry gives me the money. Otherwise, you get it," agreed Steve. "Barry has to hang pretty close so he can witness the demise of your goddamn uppity attitude." I'll agree to have him be the judge as to whether or not you succeeded with my wife enough to collect the wager," I conceded."You have a bet, Asshole!" chuckled Steve. "Just don't blame me if. She had lost all sense of time, being locked up down in this hell hole. And she just knew that she would fail at this sick task and the suffer the consequences for his enjoyment.Roman stood back, his muscular arms crossed, looking at Mikayla with a huge grin and a massive bulge in his slacks. His cock was just throbbing, but he smiled as he knew upstairs the gang had already managed to bring in some new product.He would torture and punish the shit out of this feisty hot one tonight, to.