This should have been a happy and peaceful time for her; she was at the very top of her profession, a very wealthy and successful woman by any measure..., and yet again she had a hard time getting herself to sleep. She was restive by nature, but the larger problem was most certainly her profession. Natasha was the unquestioned leader of an organization that was perhaps one of the most despicable and hated ones ever conceived. She presided over an enterprise that turned innocent and unsuspecting. . It was just a scam. She got what she wanted, to hell with him.From the school years on, girls letting boys do nice things for them, sensitive sweet talk, knowing the boys were hoping for a chance to slip into a cunt ... but no, false advertising.Of course, some access was granted, now and again. Enough to keep the men trying. Like little rats, pressing the bar hundreds or thousands of times, hoping that just once they might get a reward.In marriage, a man swore that it was his wife's cunt and. I got on my hands and knees my gaping ass hole feeling empty as fuck. I beg her to put her cock back in me. She obliges and starts fucking me ass from behind with a vengeance. I couldn't believe it but I was in heaven. I was screaming and moaning with pleasure as she fucked my ass hard. I then felt my own cock hard as a rock start and my balls tighten. As she continues to pound my ass, I blew the biggest load I had in a while all over the bed. Jen started to pick up the pace as I knew. April and May were at our bedside when our eyes opened. I glanced over my shoulder. They were grinning "It's time to meet the 'rents!" May called out gleefully.April grinned. "Should we tell them that we woke you two up in bed together?" Laura's eyes popped open in terror.I said, "April Sanderson, do you see her eyes?"I could see the tears in Laura's eyes. She began to whisper, "Oh, God! I can't do this! It won't work! I was a fool to think it could!" Even louder she cried out, "Paul, let me.