“I was supposed to go with her.”“I do not know, ma’am,” the driver answers, the picture of politeness. “I just know that Ms. Quinn always ...eaves these matches in a hurry. She is supposed to not get photographed, for the sake of Castle Enterprises, you understand.”“I can see how illegal fighting and gambling can put a bad look on the company,” she says with a frown. “But why do they allow her to do it, at all?”“I do not have an answer to that ma’am,” the driver says over his shoulder.Dona sits. Don't come in till you hear the shower, OK?"He looked concerned. "You OK?"I kissed him, more of a peck this time. "I'm fine. Just some stuff that's a little too private to share with you." I can't imagine what that could be, Miss Barge in the Bathroom no matter what." Woman stuff, Jack. Woman stuff." Oh. I think I'll take Bozo downstairs and come back after you start your shower. Why are you showering tonight instead of the morning like you usually do?" I told you. Woman stuff." Oh. Well, .... Pleasure forced Miss Ashton to lift her crotch and hold it suspended in the air while Rebecca continued to lick her. Head flung back for a long gasp, she pulled at her labia, quivering as the pain joined the pleasure in exciting her."Yes! Now, now, now!" she begged.Rebecca knowingly looked along her mistress's body as she applied her open mouth to the sweet tasting cunt in front of her. Once again she stabbed her tongue inwards, happily letting her tongue press on the bulbous clitoris."Oh God!". Barry kicked her. It was neatwatching her reaction.Getting her feeling back she was up on all fours trying to move away. BUT WHERE.It was too funny. WE WERE ALL LAUGHING. Hooded, naked, fucked the desperateMILF crawled along the floor. I don’t know how often I had watched her, dreamt of her, nowmy time was near. One more of the boys to fuck her and then…….The boys had another trick up their sleeve for her . This was simple.It was an iron rectangle bolted into the floor. They had made it.