Raising thepointer, I brought it down hard across both ass cheeks.“Are you my ho?” I demanded.“Yes master,” she replied gaspin... for breath.I brought it down again.“Tell me you’re my ho and that you want your pussyfucked,” I demanded.“Please master, fuck my pussy,” she whimpered as thenext blow descended between her massive globes strikingher neither hole. Her cunt was glistering from thewetness and I knew she was craving this. I brought. Now, you want to break her heart. You’re an asshole.”“Are you telling me you don’t want me to hire your mother?”“What? Wait a minute. What are you saying?”“Your mom was a little quick, putting the phone down. I didn’t get a chance to tell her it is her I want to talk with. Granted, I’m not disappointed to hear your voice, but I am trying to do some business. Could you put her back on?”“OK, I’ll see you in a few.”“You forget. I have karate tonight. Come over after supper.”“That cuts into our. The smell that clung to the large bucket left no illusions that this was a primitive restroom. Across the large room, as far from the restroom as possible, was a bed with a sturdy wooden frame. It was set against a wall beneath a window. Laying on the bed was the same young blonde who had sucked his dick yesterday morning. Mia, he remembered her name was, smiling broadly as he took in her nubile body. She smiled and slowly arose from the bed and approached him. Placing a hand on his chest, she. ’ ‘They don’t tell me everything.’ ‘They? Derek as well?’ ‘I keep in touch with both of them. He’s very unhappy.’ ‘I bet he is. Ask Ann about his accounts. Derek’s defence people must have the police evidence by now. So I don’t buy the disinterested Derek, Claire. The evidence is damning, and if he hasn’t said anything about that, I’d be suspicious.’ ‘Why have you got it in for him, Allan?’ ‘Look at me Claire!’ I raised my voice. ‘I’ve lost my memories, my wife, my family life, my health, my.