“Faster, Mr. Reynolds, fuck me faster.” I start increasing my speed, in turn making me pound her harder. “Yes fuck me hard, harder, yes, yes!�...�� My head hovers over her head, but I look down at my cock disappearing and reappearing between her legs. “I’m going to cum, Mr. Reynolds. I want you to cum with me.” I’m pounding her as fast and as hard as I could now, to a point where I’d be concerned if not for her moaning in pleasure and instructions to fuck her even harder. “I’m cumming, . “Excellent.”The biting sound of the crowbar striking brick filled the air and I stepped back away from the wall, my suit jacket removed and my sleeves rolled up. I and Sally had both worked up a good sheen of sweat – her working with a hammer, me working with the crowbar. Maggie kept watch. Gillian and Raven were also supposed to keep watch, it seemed, but they were far more interested in me and my labors. We were standing in one of the large junction rooms, which was mercifully dry and clean,. I step forward, and get about a metre before the straps begin to take the strain and slow me. My boots grip the floor well; the surface not merely non-slip, but enabling good traction. Did he design the whole place for tonight?I want another twitch inside me, but Mr White, who stands on my left in my personal space, as close as he can get without touching me, is focussed on his phone. He expression is blank again, and I let mine go the same way.I strain more, and get another half-hmetre. I’m. Grace sat down with in a huff, seeing Alex shirt she sneered "get to close to the fireplace this time?" Alex sighed "Grace, you've had a long hard year no one will deny you that, but it's time now to go home to your husband. I'm going to turn over the running of that estate to him, he will be good at it and it will give him some purpose in his life right now. John is a good man Grace but London is not the place for him, to many temptations, he knows it, it's about time you admitted it also. Go.