Her hips humped and writhed as she began grinding herself harder into Emily's face her juices smearing what was left of Em's thoroughly smudged makeup...making her look the part of a wanton used-up whore.Meg's teeth dug into her bottom lip as Emily's talented tongue flickered across her swollen needy clit before wrapping her lips around it and drawing it into her mouth causing Meg to tremble all over.Emily's tongue moved again until it was deep inside her flooding cunt passionately making out. .. Er, the income we make from the colts should go into the ranch. Is that a problem?" Why can't it be our income?" she asked."Well, the way it's always been here is that the family owns and works the ranch. Mom and dad are in charge. But it's always been understood that any expenses Rick or I have, the ranch pays. And any income we have goes to the ranch... I suppose if I were to move to Virginia permanently it would change, but that's the way we've been for four generations now-soon to be. I felt that if I suddenly clicked on the lights, I'd catch her lying next to me with that half smile that made me nickname her "Mona" for the first years of our marriage because of her resemblance to a brown-haired Mona Lisa.What was worse, I also could feel HIM in the room. I couldn't see him. I had never seen a picture of him in the flesh. I'd made sure that I'd never seen any of the material Gail's private detectives had gathered, and I believed Mary that she had never brought him into our. "Not yet, bitch. You've got to beg for it first," she slapped my face with her semi hard cock, "Now, tell me what you want." I want your cock, mistress," I said wimpily."What do you want to do with it, slave," she slapped her cock across my cheek again. I couldn't believe how hard I had become again, this humiliation was turning me on almost as much as the prospect of sucking her off."I want to suck your cock, mistress, I want to wrap my lips all around it and make you cum down my throat.".