“I will enjoy this.” She whispered in his ear. Richard closed his eyes briefly as the fantasy he’d dreamed of started to come alive. He wanted...to pledge his enduring obedience to Carla. As Jon in the waiting room had promised, she was gorgeously dominant. “Your Katjia, is going to change your life. To realise a dream shared by you and… your wife.” “Katjia?” Richard blinked. “Katjia?” “Just you relax Jonathon. I’m just going to give you a little injection, just locally so you won’t hardly. 10 minutes later the doorbell rang. "Answer that slut and bring them into the study. I went to the door naked. There were two men, one elderly, close to 70 and the other about 40. They were dressed in expensive suits and had briefcases. I led them to the study."Good morning Mr. Trent, Mr Rosberg. Thank you for coming out to my house at such short notice. I really appreciate it. I think you have met Beth before." They both said hello and shook hands with Beth. I was ignored.They both opened. He wanted to hear her moan in desire for him. She wrapped her arms around his neck and he let one of his hands run up under her shirt, slowly and softly touching her wonderful skin. She finally decided to move it along because she was getting extremely horny, so she reached down and pulled off his shirt. She ran her hands up and down his smooth, muscular chest and abs, turning him on a lot. He kept kissing slowly though, knowing that she would soon be begging him for more. He continued to. Aya allows the popsicle stick to finally fall out of her mouth. She twists to the side, puffing out trembling breaths of air past her plush lips, blowing at the lengths of hair that have fallen across her face. Her legs strain and her belly hitches. She hums and moans her pleasure unabated as her fingers stiffen, swirling relentlessly on her clit. Suddenly, she raises her palm to her mouth and bites down on it. Her eyes pinch tight. Everything within her body clenches then surrenders to a.