..time to say goodbye to playing it safe. I push the dress up over her hips and forcefully pull her panties down around her pretty shoes and then cle...an off. I can’t resist giving her cheeks a playful slap before touching her bare pussy with my middle finger, she is just getting a little wet now, so I gently ease my digit inside her, softly probing her in and out, I delight in the soft slurping sound as my finger slips it’s way deeper and deeper. “That’s really nice, but I need your dick. She began unbuttoning her blouse before she even got in there. One of the four cots was in use. She hung up her blouse, accepted Frank's help with her bra, and settled back with a sigh. They had half an hour, which should be plenty of time.Frank's tongue went right to her breasts, kissing and teasing them, before trailing a wet, sinuous path down to her bush. She'd been thinning it out; she still didn't quite have the nerve to shave it all off because her husband might say something. Frank. I saw an old ink etching on yellowed parchment paper of a person holding a ball over what looked like a deceased person, the ball seemingly throwing glowing rays out from the holder's hand...I looked at the book then back to her, all the while Amber talked about her drawing. Glancing back down at the artwork, I saw my sleek legs encased in pantyhose. Letting my eyes move up my body I could see a bit of exposed cleavage from the opening in my blouse. My hand went up toward my chest in shock. I. In our own way we both agreed. Charlie said, "Mr. Olsen, it wasn't that difficult and it only took three days. Our fee is $5,000."He stared at us, utterly surprised. "Bullshit."Don't you realize that business doesn't work that way?"Charlie smiled at him, "Our business works that way."He was stunned. Finally, he asked, "Who should I make the check out to?"Charlie said, "Charlene Cartwright."He stared at Charlie for five seconds and then left the room. Five minutes later he came back."The check.