I am your slut. Fuck me with that big cock of yours. Fuck me like my husband can’t. Stretch my pussy…ruin me so that I can’t feel my husband’s...little dick anymore. I want it…..ahhhhhhh!” With that I drove it all the way into her in a single stroke. She tried to get away, but I was holding onto her hips tightly. I wasted no time, and just started pounding into her. The whole time I was looking over her at her husband through the window. I could see her husband there just staring. Man did it feel. Shepicked up after a few rings."Hello," she said."It's me." Hmmm... I was wondering when you'd call." How are you fitting in?" No problem so far." Good. Now Lyla must've known or involved in something that made her avictim. You need to find out what it is and who attacked her." Yeah, yeah, yeah I know," she said."The sooner you'll be able to find it, the sooner we can solve thiscase." I know. Hey what happens after we catch the killer. Should I stillcontinue as Lyla or what?"He hesitated for a. I have a very vivid imagination, and since Debbie is just as good looking as Giselle, I wondered if she got the same treatment I had. I told her I was going back for another fitting so Giselle could match my favorite heels with something. Debbie paused longer than usual after hearing that. I swore I heard an envious sigh during the brief interlude. She was glad her recommendation worked out and that I'd have to let her know what I bought. I sensed she wasn't telling me something, but I let it. She smoothed her clothing and then as she made her way toward the door she remembered that he had yet to share the secret. “Oh Mr Botha, you said you had something to tell me; a secret to share?”“Ha, yeah,” he said with a smirk. “That dildo, the vibrator, I gave you. It is a beta version of a new line of sex toys we shall be marketing soon and, just so you know, it was modelled on my dick.”“Oh that’s not a secret to me,” she smiled back, “I recognised it as soon as I open the box. Mmm, I was.