All she had to do was reel him in. She grabbed Joe by the wrist, and slamming some money down on the table, and calling out to the bemused waiter tha... she had a viewing to go to she dragged Joe out. Joe followed. He was only too glad too leave all those people looking at him behind. Domineering women always had that effect. Made him do what they wanted. He didn’t know why - they just did. Joe found himself pulled along a busy street, into a neighbouring building, up some stairs and in. "There! What's the big deal? I'm fucking Unka Howie, now. What is supposed to be so good about this that it will make Mom want to stop humiliating you by fucking everybody with a big mouth?She rose and fell on my prong, sending incredible sensations through my overworked balls. This girl and her mother had blown my stack four times already, today. Could she do it again? Is there no limit to how much a man can be called on to do? Oh, well. I would simply have to do my best."Is my pussy tight,. Ah well, they still were, weren't they? But very much improved.He saw Cordi. By now she was the porn-fans' wet dream. She got her cunt doggy-fucked by a guard, while taking a lawyer's cock past the entrance of her throat. In there a second clit screamed for release. A third one was right now being stimulated by the guard's stubby finger poking her tight, deep ass-hole. Fink saw her start coming and knew she would be for a while.Yes, he grinned, triple clit-orgasms would soon be the trend. And. ‘Would you mind getting me some coffee? Black, please, four sugars.’ Charlie blinked. Coffee? What was she, his bloody secretary? But he’d looked at her expectantly, and so Charlie, much to her chagrin, had left to get the coffee – black, with four sugars. What sort of pansy drank coffee with four sugars anyway? When she returned, it was to find him still reading. Charlie cleared her throat, and he looked up. ‘Ah, thanks,’ he said, going back to his reading. ‘Just leave it there.’ Charlie did.