I wanted to press my cock deep into her throat, but resisted the urge and slid another finger into her pussy and reached for her G spot and she moaned... loudly which turned me on even more. At this point her husband came into the room and saw us, he paused at the doorway and just watched for a little while not saying anything, I could see his shaft swelling in his trousers the more she moaned and begged for more fingers.I carried on fingering her and slipped in all four fingers and began kissing. She simply smiled and looked me up and down, then clicked a switch on the intercom."John, I have Toni Marsden here, for her 2 o'clock meeting with you!"There was no reply on the intercom and as I stood at the desk waiting for what seemed like hours and was about two minutes I wondered if maybe I was doing the wrong thing. Suddenly a door flew open, a man in his late twenties, dressed in shirt and suit trousers standing something like 6ft 2in smiled and sticking out his hand said,"Hi, I'm John. Under testing,powder marks were found on her right hand, her cheeks and the clothesshe was wearing when arrested."The court was astounded when Steele did not cross-examine him on thesepoints."I gave you my client's assurance that she was not in fact MissVeronica Lodge but really Betty Cooper. Did you investigate her claim?"Zink nodded vigorously. "Sure did! The hairdresser woman said she was anatural brunette. Miss Lodge's dental records matched. We tookfingerprints from her private safe in her. 'No!' she said. Follow me. We headed down the landing and up to the attic. In the centre of the room was a saw horse with a cushion on the top.'Strip' she said.I duly undressed and waited for my next command.'Kneel' she ordered.I duly knelt. My mistress walked slowly before me and stood in fron of me. She lifted her skirt to show she was wearing no panties. I was mesmerised by her dark triangle. slowly she edged toward me and pulled my head towards her. My nose was embedded in her pubes.'Sniff.