Pam continues to take him down her throat like she never has with jack before then pops it out of her mouth “um babe, I was afraid that you would th...nk I’m a slut and leave. So I kept things kinds vanilla. I wasn’t sure you could handle it but now that I know that you can. You’re going to love it now. I can be nasty with the right provocation”. Pam, now feeling confident in his acceptance of her begins to throat fucks herself much to Jack’s surprise and delight. She attacks his cock with a. "I sat quietly, while they talked about me as if I weren't even in the room. I wondered when Jennifer would go for the federal pension. I know that seems like way too much, but you don't know Jen, the pit bull. If she smells blood in the water she is like a shark. To her it is all a game. To her it's like BDSM sex, it isn't only about getting off, it's even more about humiliating the other side."One more thing, we want a letter of appreciation from the DEA and FBI. We won't make it public, but. She turned. "Hi, Steve. Good day at the office?" To hell with that," I said and unbuttoned my shirt. My muscles were tired and what I needed most was this white woman to suck and fuck me off."You need some loving?" she asked."Got the time, sweetie?" I said."What a silly question." She smiled. "How much do we have?" she asked. "Isn't it almost dinner?" Yep. I got ten minutes," I told her."Quick and good?" she asked."Could you?"A short delay, as she thought it over.She popped the button on her. Dan and Wendy scanned the menu “What would you recommend to eat?” Wendy asked, eyeing her young body.“The fourteen-ounce rib eye is a popular choice,” she suggested.“That sounds perfect to me. Medium rare, please with baked potato,” Dan requested.“Make that two,” Wendy agreed.“And a nice bottle of red wine, can you suggest one?” He asked.“Yes, I can, Vintage Ink Cabernet Merlot from one of our local wineries in Niagara.”“Thank you, Tracy. You’re already taking good care of us,” Wendy smiled.“I.