"Lost in her own thoughts, Kathy Cummings was startled by the sound of the blonde receptionist's voice, but after a moment, she murmured absently, wit...h embarrassment, "Oh yes, of course, I'll wait. I know he's a very busy man."By the time Henry Cummings' young wife had collected herself sufficiently to speak, the pretty receptionist had already returned to her desk and was answering one of the insistently buzzing lines on the switchboard in front of her. With a fleeting, nervous glance around. The woman pushed her hand to my clit, rubbing it as I came. My body convulsed, spasms hitting me hard. “Oh fuck, I’m going to cum,” the man in front of me said. “Cum on those pretty tits of hers,” the woman instructed. The man pulled out of my pussy, his hot cum splashing on my chest. Moments later, the man in my ass pushed me forward, his load landing on my ass. My own juice flowed down my legs. The woman spread the men’s cum across my skin. She took the seat that the man had vacated. Her. Do you want me?” Months of watching this teasing, beautiful, erotic woman and over a decade of neglect were catching up to Mike and taking over. He knew in his heart of hearts that his marriage was a sham, that he was married only from a legal standpoint. His desire for Abbey was severe, more intense than for any woman he had ever met. He had been like a caged animal for years, just waiting to bust out. Tonight the animal would be set free. “Yes, I want you. I can’t describe how much I want. Fischer discovered that his store had one very serious chink in its security. On that particular day, Mr. Fischer apprehended two individuals for attempting to steal merchandise from the store. He was furious. He had experienced the effects of shoplifters at his previous places of employ, but this time was the first time that those people were stealing from him personally. In each incident, he called the police and filed a formal complaint against the individual, even though the police strongly.