Don’t ask him about St. Paul’s recipe for chili.”“May I speak with him again?” She handed David the phone.He finished the conversation and m...de another call. When he finished that one, she asked, “And just why did you give Metzger that cock-and-bull story about needing my permission?”“I do need your permission -- need your permission to do anything. I’m terribly henpecked.” A henpecked David was a laughable proposition. “Well, why should I do a favor for a DS? I’ll never need a favor in return.. Some of the guys we remember from last week and some new started gathering at the front desk buying tokens. Some stuck around to talk including the one who had his fingers buried in LuEllen’s pussy. He was very nice and complimentary on LuEllen’s purple mini and white blouse. He hoped we were going to go back again. We assured them we’d be back shortly. LuEllen was holding and squeezing my hand now. I could feel her hand sweating a bit. She was nervous but very excited. It was about 6 p.m. and. It took us the rest of the day to review and sort this pile of paperwork, but there was a reward waiting for me. I found a photocopy of a handwritten receipt that a "J. Douglas had paid $6,000 to purchase one 'entertainer Allison B. from a certain "M," delivered on this day and etc." I saved this and gave it to Allison later that night. It's not everyday you find a Sales slip for your fiancée.She choked back more than a few tears (clearly some very bad memories there), and remained quiet the. .." she cooed. Once I was fully inside her I waited a couple of moments before slowly pulling almost all the way out so that once again the head rested just inside her. "Holy Fuck Tom, smash my pussy right now. Iv'e never wanted to be filled so bad" She practically screamed as she took up a position where both her hands were up against the shower wall, her ass and pussy pointing up towards me behind her. "Okay baby, here it comes" I grunted before pushing inside her slightly quicker this time.