Mrs. Verhooven had always been an attractive woman but there was something about the way she looked that day that had me mesmerized. She was wearing a...gauzy floral print dress which seemed to shimmer as she moved and usually her black hair was up in some kind of bun-like hairstyle but that afternoon it was hanging free with long strands of it sticking to her neck due to the humidity.As she wiped up the dark red fluid I couldn’t help but notice her big round ass and ample hips sway back and. He busied himself with the restraints not removing the cuffs as I had hoped. I pulled my arms and legs back into alignment as he disappeared into the bathroom. He returned with a basin of water, a towel and a glass of water. He set it on the bed, “Don’t move or I will sleep on your pallet and you can sleep in the wet bed.” He chuckled. “That’s a joke. Smile.” I gave him a weak one as he handed me the water. I guzzled it trying to erase the taste of Jimmy. He washed my tear-streaked face. Then. 5 inches. Damn he loved face fucking this bitch. He grabbed her and forced himself in as far as he could go making her gag and hold her breath, held himself there for a few moments, then allowed her some precious air. She was gasping but knew to keep her position, or be beat. After a short while of fucking her throat he pulled back, tilted her head and started Cumming, allowing it to rain down on her cheeks across her eyes, and finishing in her mouth. Mmmm good bitch. Now you can wear my cum. "Babe, you might want to change your shirt. Come over to my place. I'll fix you dinner before we fuck." And I kissed him.The night passed with only a couple calls, and my driver and I talked out our issue.I got home first. Dr. Michael got tied up. It happens. I showered and put on a robe and started dinner. We worked all night, so 8 a.m. is dinner time for us. Michael came in shortly after me. He kissed me. We ate and cleaned up the dishes. He walked up behind me and put his strong arms around.