.'and with a smile in the rear view mirror he started the engine and pulled off the pick up stand and merged into other traffic leaving the airport..i...mmediately i pulled out the bag and emptied enough onto a hardbacked glossy magazine which was in a pouch on the left ...id left strict instructions on what i wanted and who it was to be aquired from, and although id already had confirmation of the deal being done through that 3rd person i was instantly gratified with a simple smell and visual. “Why don’t you put her under?” Mary asked, wiping the sweat from her face and pushing back her hair.“Good idea,” I replied, knowing it was not. Because if my hunch was correct, Cathy had never been programmed.“Which do your prefer sirloin or a thick tube steak?”“It depends on the chef.” I could see the change in Cathy’s expression. The fear and terror was gone. She was a sexual creature use to controlling situations and men with her powers. She gave me a slutty look.Ping, ping. They were hard,. “Damn, you’re close already!” she exclaimed laughing. I blushed hard, knowing that I was about to make myself look very silly. She leaned over, her eyes fixed on mine and let her lips slide gently down my cock. With a loud, a****l grunt my hips bucked forward and my fat pale belly quivered. She looked a little surprised but soon smiled, gurgling the torrent of cum I’d unleashed in her throat as she bobbed her head on my cock. I sighed – half with relief and half with dismay. I’d barely lasted. Out in the kitchen, the buzzer on the oven went off so we took a break to pull the cinnamon buns out of the oven and refill our coffees. — Marc and I had been married now for about ten months. After my relationship with Steven, my ex-boyfriend, ended rather badly, for about a year I stayed away from men and sex and everything that went along with it. When I was ready to get back into the game, Marc was there. Even though he was four years younger than me, (I’m now 27 and Marc’s 23) we had much.