He liked his women shy, submissively yielding and, if possible, somewhat over-awed by him.They travelled north together by train, and a hire car was w...iting for them at Preston station. From there they drove the last few miles to the sleepy market town where the potential customer plied his trade. They spent the late afternoon and early evening discussing the bid they were to make and Bob outlined exactly what he wanted Helen to do by way of information gathering during the next few days."Then. I was enjoying it too much. Paul was m*****ing one of my breasts with one hand while his other had my wrist gripped tightly pinned to the bed as he kept on fucking me. Paul grunted "oh god I'm gonna cum!" "Don't cum inside me" I said as I was moaning feeling his balls slap against my ass. He pulled out and squirted all over my stomach and yelled "Oh fuck yeah!" I was panting heavy as he moved away and someone else moved between my legs. I was a little taken aback at first but as this new. No one looked at her.Slowly, she returned her attention to her nipples, playing with them, experimenting with the volume of the noise she dared to make. Once, when she moaned particularly loudly, someone looked up at her. Though her first instinct was to step back out of sight, she managed a smile, and almost to her disappointment, the man kept walking.The rush from this interaction spurred her on, and she removed her clothes. Another moan escaped her as the cold air teased her wet pussy, and. ’ He said, it may have come out as a request, but she knew it was more a demand. ‘Yes, I think that would be nice.’ She walked into the bathroom, stripped off her clothes and began to shower. When she finished, she dried off, he had left a bottle of white vanilla musk on the sink and one of his white dress shirts on a hanger. She sprayed herself with the perfume and put on the shirt. She walked back in to the room, he sat on a chair his legs crossed looking directly at her, smiling his.