She wanted to meet as soon as possible and told me where I needed to be. She also told me that her husband would be with her. There was a lot of oppor...unity to gather my wits and forego the encounter, but I never gave it any though in the 45 minute drive to meet them. The location I had been given was remote. It was not an area I knew even though I had grown-up in my area of the state. The meeting spot was on a dirt road, just off a numbered county road, and between two orange orchards. The. I drove to the address and Ruth answered the door. She was wearing a figure-hugging strapless dress. She was, I guessed, early 30s tall with a nice figure. Braless her boobs were firm looking and with pronounced nipples showing under the dress. Obviously she was already turned on. “Come in darling” she said. I followed her into the lounge room. “This is Cindi” she said “my slutty bitch”. I was stunned. “Cindi” was in fact her husband. He was wearing a corset, crotchless pantyhose and high. Ebony's tongue bathed her thoroughly, leaving not a single trace of jism, replacing it with her saliva. Ebony sank to the bed, lying on her back, the incredible mass of Vantha's cockhead still jammed between her lips. Vantha shivered with lust, her tongue licking her lips as she looked down at the form of Ebony. Ebony's belly had bulged slightly, from all of the jism Vantha had just deposited in it, but that would quickly go away. Vantha stepped back, twisting her hips to pull her still. “Come to Manchester, as soon as possible, to this address,” I recited it quickly, annoyed that the voice commands were harder to deliver whenever sound or volume weakened, “by yourself, no staff, no security, no press, nobody. Is that clear? Take only what luggage you can carry with you on a commuter flight from Heathrow.”“Yes, of course. I’ll purchase a ticket and be right there. Why am I doing this? Oh, well, I’m bloody well doing it, damn ... there, I’ve booked the flight. So, I’m not.
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