She pouted slightly as she met his gaze, denied of her enjoyment, but the rational part of her knew why she had been stopped. The look on his face tol...d her that he was mere moments away from blowing his load in her mouth, and she didn’t want that yet.“Not yet.” He commanded. “Remove those trousers.”She gladly obeyed, dropping her left hand to her pussy again, more vigorously this time. He beckoned her over to where he lay, before pulling her over his head and burying his tongue within her. He. He was also very strong – he could cut a tree with few strikes of an ax.“So, tell me.” Lady Mooij spoke to the man. “Why did you decided to become the hangman? Despite the fact that the stigma connected with the job make any executioner a social pariah.”The man looked at the noble and answered.[D1] “I’m a firm believer in justice and I want to be the one to carry it out.”[D2] “The money are good enough of compensation – and the man got to eat something.”[D3] “No one wants the job – but someone. "That was exactly what we did after supper. We felt good the whole night long, several times and finally fell asleep snug in each other's arms until the alarm sounded for me to reluctantly get up so I could run home and get ready for a client meeting I had scheduled."Can you come back tonight?" she asked and I told her that was what I was hoping for the most and that night was when, right after we'd made love the first time that evening, I told her.We were on our sides facing one another when I. Gerrard returned from work, he had a good look around the place, packed his cases into his car and then came to me. “Your work is good but not excellent” he informed me. “ I only pay for excellence so you are dismissed”. I couldn’t believe my ears, I had grafted like a dog all week to be paid nothing! I argued with Mr. Gerrard but to no avail and he insisted I leave his premises immediately. Tail between my legs I left.I went home raging mad. How the hell was I going to get him back? I pondered.