Don't get me wrong; Ross wasn't a bad looking guy. He wasn't in Paul's league, but then I'm biased. 'Yeah, okay. Judy's got a thing for Paul." Ever si...nce our dry fuck, I've had unhealthy thoughts regarding our mutual friend.(Our dry fuck incident occurred while our respective wives were engaged in a sixty-nine. Paul and I were looking on when I felt his cock between my legs. I was en-femme and I trapped his hard-on between my thighs while he bucked himself off.)Ross's eyes darted between me and. She was reluctant.I took my boot off the dyke's throat and stepped back. She was pissed and not used to the rough handling. I could help her with that. She rolled onto her feet and launched into a diving, head down attack. There was a reason for her teaching Gym and not rocket science. She was a slow learner, but I'm an excellant teacher when it comes to "Don't fuck with me."I stepped to one side and grabbed a wrist and a handfull of hair as she passed where I should have been. I stood her up. I'm moaning and asking you to please put your cock back in my ass. You laugh and say soon my slut but first you want to have more fun. You walk over to the table and pick up a toy, you slide in into my loosened up ass and place the nylon cover over it to hold it in. You tell me that, that is to keep my ass open and ready for what's coming up. You walk back over to my head and place your cock on my lips. I open my mouth as you slip your cock in you slowly work it in and out you tell me that we. Olivia watched me at work, without making comment. I quickly outlined my demand for four million Euros in non-consecutively numbered five hundred Euro notes. The cash would easily fit within a small suitcase, simplifying the act of transporting it when the exchange eventually took place.A third of the proceeds would eventually line the pockets of certain figures in a notorious Russian crime syndicate, compensating them for laundering the funds and placing the remainder into my numbered offshore.