He couldn’t control and tore my thong away. “Now, you will have to go home like this”, he laughed and dived into licking my pussy. I couldn’t ...tand to get teased like this. “Bas yaar, put your hard cock in me”, I screamed.He shook his head. “I have waited for a long time to do this. So shut up and let me do whatever I want to your body”. Saying this, he threw me on my belly and started eating my ass. It was mental. His tongue against my clit was already making me more wet than I had ever been. Gone. Where was she? Not in bed, smiling, cheerfully welcoming him to a new day, that was for certain.He looked out the window and sighed. He didn't have much hope left these days but, still... He glanced over at the night stand. Damn teeth. Their smile mocked him. He didn't feel like smiling. Even the weather mocked him. Days were always bright. Should have been dark. Dark, gloomy, filled with the thunder and flash of his rage.He sighed again, grabbed his cane and tottered over to where his. How the hell could we havegotten so drunk the night before?Then I remembered exactly how. Brooks and I had just finished a day oftraining for the staff of the largest Ford dealer in Tulsa. That waswhat we did - we traveled around the country training the Forddealers' service departments and evaluating them for the home office.It was the kind of stuff the zone offices did most of the time, butDearborn was getting a little nervous about the service reputation atthe car stores and thought a home. "I looked around at the cheap Ikea furniture and the magnolia paintedwalls. Hanging in the living room at a slight angle was a picture framewith 'Live, Laugh, Love' written in swooping letters."It's... not bad!" I shrugged. "Very cosy... I've definitely lived inworse places! Now, about that drink..."Kat settled herself down in an armchair and pointed to the fridge in thelittle kitchenette. "They're just over there. Get me one while you'rethere will you?" What am I your fuckin' servant now or.