Court." He laughed harshly. "Mrs. Court!" he repeated contemptuously. "Mrs. Court, my beauteous American bitch." Dear God, haven't I done everything y...ou wanted? Why do you torture me so?" Be patient, Sharon," her husband's boss replied, grinning sardonically and once more falling into using her familiar name. "We have something extra special for you. A treat, because you have been so good. Isn't that right, Mark?" An understatement, my good man," was the smiling reply.God! What now? What more. She releases my cock from her lips and lick and nibble for a moment. She tell me to go get that toy and then she will let him finish. She tucks my hard cock back in my briefs and pats and rubs it a bit before standing up and heading to the kitchen. Not sure what just happened I just button my pants and leaving my zipper down and belt off I head towards my car. Unsure what to do next when I get to my car. Do I just leave, I sold her the one toy and normally don’t sell two or do I sell her it. My. I could have come very easily but I didn’t. I should have come but I didn’t. She had amazing control over my body just using her hands. As Fran finished rinsing my hair and wrapped a towel around my head, Marcie finished me off. I don’t know where it went, nor did I care and I didn’t feel my cum landing anywhere on me, but I shot off like a mini cannon and moaned like I’d been stabbed. When Fran took the towel away and set the chair up straight I looked down at Marcie. One of her fists was. “What just happened?” I asked Don.“I have no idea,” said Don. “Seeing Lisa like this was a big surprise. She has never done anything like this before. She gets really embarrassed and reserved around us when Nikki gets kind of raunchy. Lisa usually just shakes her head and turns red whenever she starts acting this way…” Don trailed off.“I was following her lead on that one. I didn’t sense any hesitation so I just went with it.” I said. “I thought it was pretty hot. Lisa and I have been.