Here you are..." No... no... it is important that you actually read it. It is necessary for the treatment."The document, read and signed... and contai...ning the all important 'trigger' phrase... was filed in the case notes. The session could begin."Now then, Lucy. Come around to the side of the desk and let me look at you."She stood and smoothed her skirt down; taking her place as directed. He looked her up and down, detecting a little apprehension as she felt his gaze upon her. She wore two inch. After the normal pickup routine he boldly asked her how much money did she want?" I don't know what you mean?" replied Jenny.He replied, "How much do you get for the night, three hundred?"Then she understood what he was asking her. He was propositioning her thinking she was a prostitute. She wasn't angry at this proposition, in fact she found it to be flattering and exciting. If anything, she was mad at her husband for practically abandoning her.Jenny thought that because it was still early in. What have you got?” Looking through my bag, ”I’ve packed some dried fruit, salted pork, and some biscuits.” I showed her my offerings. Folding my jacket, I placed it into the bag.Rooting through her own pack, she lifted out a small loaf of bread, some smoked fish, and a skin of water. “I’d love some of the fruit if you have any to spare.” Handing her some, Flora said, “Thanks!” with a shy smile. I briefly brushed her outstretched hands. They were warm to the touch.“Could you spare some of that. "Obediently, Sid slid his pants down around his knees and slid his cock deep into my wife's ass. "I feel the fucking ball!" he laughed, ramming his cock deeper up her ass. I rubbed my cock, wishing I was there. I would have gone around and fucked her face, let her feel the cum shooting into her from both ends, like so many times at home. But, I was here and she was there and besides, if one of them *did* decide to fuck her face, it would obstruct my view so it was just as well.I watched her as.