Yeah, I figgered you don't get too many guys like me callin' you. Ayup. Anyways, we're in Scott's office ... Yep, I'll let you talk to him in a minute... But, would Friday be OK? Sure. I'm lookin' forward to meetin' you, too. Here's Scott." And he handed the phone to him.Scott said "G'day. Oh, Maddy! I didn't know who he was callin'. Yeah. Three o' them, a lot o' cows with big horns, an' the three o' them. Oh. OK. Yep. No problem. OK. Bye." And Scott hung up. "She says she'll meet the freight. “You didn’t know it tonight, but as soon as you walked through that doorway you were mine.”Jessie barely comprehended the words as her world collapsed upon itself. She had been on a good run, but she could feel the endless orgasms draining her and giving every bit of what made her special to the red-tipped strumpet watching her with far too much amusement in her eyes. Jessie wryly realized as she felt her pussy and her ass stretched to their most pleasurable breaking point that this was most. We pull into the hotel, and go straight to the room since I’ve already checked in. We walk in and he finds a woman, with long dark hair and large perky tits laying on the bed, she is wearing thigh high black leather high heeled boots, black fishnet tights a black leather mini skirt, black leather gloves and a black leather jacket, unzipped to show that she isn’t wearing anything underneath it. He stops for a moment to try to figure out what exactly is going on, and I take that time to take. Come on , I thought, there’s nothing sexy about putting the kitchen in order . Especially in the mechanical way she went through her routine. Still, I couldn’t help watching. I’d seen it a thousand times before. She didn’t prance or give sly seductive looks over her shoulder. She just wiped stuff down and put things away with an economy of motion until she saw me looking at her and suddenly stopped. ‘What?’ she asked. I was smiling, and she returned it, then glanced nervously around the.