Come on, sweetheart, trust me! Don’t sit there and look like you’re throwing daggers at us… Lynda closed her eyes and turned away. Damn it, Tom�...�� I don’t know if I can handle this… Tom held Lisa Price until she calmed down. ‘Now, why would you think that your husband married you only for your father’s money? Look at you… you’re a beautiful young woman! You must be right to say your husband is an idiot and a bastard!’ ‘Well, I think he is, but unfortunately, Daddy doesn’t. He’s been singing. Only a few ate their dinner, the rest of us picked at our food waiting for what was probably inevitable for me; some of the others had a better than even chance. At the pool, the stories of what happened in previous years were told that made it seem like we were headed for hell. The best that could be said was, "They all survived."Many of us had tears rolling down our cheeks as we stood in line waiting for the king to bring in the Japanese party. Suddenly the door opened and in strode the king. He instructed firmly, taking her hands in his as she slid to the floor obediently.She looked so pretty, kneeling in front of him. Her auburn hair sitting neatly across her shoulders, her big brown eyes staring up at him, biting her soft lips nervously. The loose camisole top exposing her cleverage to him.He guided her hands and moved them to his waistband. She gripped elastic and began tugging down his briefs slowly. His cock pressing hard against the fabric as she did. His hard cock sprung. She joked on me that here in Savannah she could find a huge well hung black man who could make her feel pain…She had before mentioned she become friends with a younger guy at her new office and she wanted to know if I would mind if she invited him over some weekend for a cookout. I told Ana it was perfectly fine for me, since I wanted her not to be alone during my absence from home and it was good to know for me she had made some good friends…But I then figured that this guy probably wanted to.