He had done all the research and was sure they were not recoverable. In the course of numerous calls with Richard to discuss and request documents, Ch...antal came to enjoy his deep voice and the gentle assuredness of his manner. His rich baritone and the calm patience with which he explained his loss were almost seductive. She began to realize he had lost an expensive shipment and the company would be sending him a substantial check if all the facts were verified. It looked like Chantal would be. He reached down with both hands to lift one end of the trunk, and stared in bafflement at the handcuffs that had just been slapped on his wrist. “What the hell?” Beth wrapped a length of leather around his neck, and drew him into the other basement room. “Beth, this isn’t funny!” he warned.Beth just smiled “I think you need a taste of your own medicine.”He had been so dumbfounded at his docile wife acting this way, that he didn’t even notice that she had quickly attached the handcuffs to the. Sadly, it was faster for us to split up. Anger burned inside me, I wanted to make all the Warlocks pay! I hated them all for what he did to my wife. If I could raise Brandon Fitzsimmons from the dead, I would flay every inch of his flesh, starting with the cock that raped my Desiree. I would just have to settle for disposing of all the other Warlocks. I pushed my anger down, and ignored my stupid subconscious. I had a beautiful, sleeping wife to molest. I bent down, and kissed her butt-cheek,. Time for some more. I start massaging the base of his cock and rubbing his balls and he starts to stiffen up a bit. His cock is still a bit damp, from her, whoever she is. I put my face up close to his cock so he can feel my warm breath on it. I can smell pussy on his cock.Hell, we’ve been together for how many years now? Twenty-five? More than that. I start licking and sucking on the end of his dick. I can taste her pussy on him.I start squeezing the base of his dick forcing the fluids up.