In swift succession, he removed his remaining clothes and cast them to join the cravat. Naked, he lay across his bed and stared unseeingly at the ceil...ng, his mind lost in his reminisces of Christine's sweet lips on his."She is such a treasure, an exquisite combination of passion and innocence! How will I resist her?"His eyes slipped closed as he slid deeper into his memories and his body hardened in response. His taut flesh radiated heat and he felt a flush of embarrassment run through him. "On your feet," he said, and of course she obeyed. She put all her hate and fury into her eyes as he stepped close. The end of his cock pressed against the soft flesh below her navel. He raised her chin again. "Kiss me." Somehow, it was even more revolting than sucking his cock. That act was all about domination, and even though she hated it, it had no emotional intimacy for her. As she pressed her lips to his and slid her tongue into his mouth, though, the reality of her situation overwhelmed. Ben pushes BIG FELLA into her wet pussy that is extremely tight. He pushes and pushes and works more and more of his cock into her. Damn, what did you do to get your pussy so tight? Ben asks. Mistress Becky did it. Do you like it?. Hell fucking yes I love it nice and tight. Ben continues to fuck her as Beckys phone rings and she has a conversation with the person on the other end. About ten minutes later there is a knock on the door, and Maize opens the door. She tells the guests to wait there.. ‘A copy of your video tape is waiting on the side table in your dressing room.’ She purred. I looked at Sherrie, and Sherrie looked at me, her eyes intentionally crossed as a comic signal to keep going and not ask questions. Down the hall we scurried. ‘Did I catch something about the way she said that?’ I asked. ‘You did. Notice that she said a copy. I think I know what we’ll find on the tape. It happened to several of my colleagues.’ She whispered that in drawn out sentences as we went through.