He pulled out, grabbed hold of both her ankles, and with a quick snap she was on her back. Still holding her ankles firmly, he pushed back and pinne... her knees against her shoulders. Oh god! I cant take it any deeper! She shrieked as he worked his head up and down her swollen slit. He looked into her eyes with an evil grin. You can and you will he said as he plunged into her again. Mmphhhh She grunted as she felt him slamming back into her battered pussy! Oh, oh, oh&hellip, She gasped as. We made some small talk about how much fun we had at the bathhouse. She opened her desk drawer and pulled out a bottle of very expensive whiskey and 2 glasses. She poured us both a drink, sat in her chair and told me she wanted me to take off my pants. I did as I was told and stood in front of her with my cock rock hard. She motioned me to sit on the couch, which I did. She turned her chair towards me and asked me to jerk off for her. I stroked my hard cock slowly up and down my shaft. ....pouring it into those suckers quicker'n you can borrow it?" Greg was stunned. "I...I" he stammered. Again, Bernstein cut him short. "Anderson," he said, "I like you. Wouldn't stop me having your arms and legs broken but still son, I like you. I'm gonna make you an offer you might like to think about. " Greg sat there unable to make any constructive reply. "Fact is Anderson, you do have something of value....something just might help you, given your predicament right this moment. That. " She said as she walked across theliving room and into the dark wood paneled room."Yeah, I was wanting to ask you, what kind of work does your dad do? I saw someof the books in here were written by your dad?" Rebekah asked as she entered tosee her former body bent over underneath the antique desk chair, adjusting theheight."My dad was the foremost archaeologist in the field of Norse history andmythology, but seven years ago, he and his team were crushed in a cave-in onwhat he'd referred to as.