Don't buy anythingthat Eleanor wouldn't buy."I nodded and spoke and my voice still sounded like a girl. "Mother,please could I contact my parents one ...last time to let them know whathas happened to me? I promise that I'll only do it once so they know I'mstill alive." She shook her head. "No. It would cause me too many problems. Yourparents might show up to rescue you and my husband might find out whathappened and how my real daughter died, and then he would divorce me.And if my boss at the. The last ten minutes was with Jayne and she told him to ring again the following day after we had discussed and decided if anything was going further. With previous experience of meetings we knew it had to be face to face before confirming any physical intimacy and Jayne and I agreed that we wanted to meet either one or both of them. We we’re both excited as usual and predictably I was the driving force behind the idea of her with two or more men. That is now a certain possibility and we are. Once again, I was impressed with how sharp these women were and how well they worked together. And, once again, I was reminded what a complete asshole Hassan had been."I'll spank you if you are a bad girl, so you don't have to worry about this punishment any more," I said with a grin.She was looking at me inquisitively as Jamilah unlocked the shackle."Spank?" she asked. "I do not know that word."I guess I was still giddy from my stay under the stairs to do what I did next. I sat down in the. Oh well. She relented her grasp from my cockand she was bent over on her hands and knees. Her pussy was glisteningfrom the love juice. She was ready for me. I swiftly mounted herexploring every crevice of her. It had been so long my dry spell hadsignificantly impacted my stamina. I wasn't going to last long and shewas going to hate that but god it was good. I rammed her as hard as Icould let her take every possible inch of me. Over and over again...thump,thump, thump until finally my cock.