•You bad dog…" I told him looking in his eyes. But then my eyes caught a glimpse of his nice dick. It was bright red and swollen. Of course I had ...een it before. But now it looked enormous and fully shiny. Lurid thoughts raced through my dirty mind. I wanted to touch it and I wanted to taste it. I was not in a hurry to meet my girlfriends at the local bar.I thought about me on all fours onto the carpet of the bedroom and Samson on my back; his eight inches cock deep buried in my hungry aching. She was in a roomful of people that wished she’d been there to represent them in their divorces. If there was a person that they’d accept as their own, it was a lawyer that made it her mission to punish cheating spouses. They all looked up at the three of us and there was a round of smirks from several of them.“Oh good!” Bella said. “I went to wake Theresa earlier and her room was empty. I was worried she’d decided to leave early or got lost in the castle somewhere.”I sat down, and Mel took the. I'll ask Denise if we can keep her. I'm sure she would be willing to sell her to me."Marcia smiled. "That would be great, we could keep using little miss peenie for years to come."Roger was afraid Denise might agree to sell him to Christine Swanker. He did not want to continue being a sex toy for Christine and Marcia Swanker. He hoped Denise wouldn't be that cruel.***When Denise opened the box, Roger was glad to see her. She picked him up and held her nose. "You smell horrible. Those foul. She climbed on top then stopped right before I entered her.“Let’s turn to the side, put your feet on the floor.” She said as we began to reposition ourselves.“Is that a better view,” she asked while looking over her shoulder, “Ok, remember, no touching this time.”She lowered herself on me. I could feel her tight lips squeeze my cock as if it were trying to milk every ounce of cum I had in me. As she began to raise and lower herself on me, the moans, squeals, and wet skin slamming into each.