He wore a red dress, black stockings, blonde wig, made-up like a chick getting ready for a date.Once the door was closed, I ordered, "Erica, get on yo...ur knees and have your appetizer."He dropped instantly and pulled out my cock and began sucking. The smell of roast beef filled the room and I enjoyed yet another blowjob from my faggot. Like every other time, he bobbed back and forth now taking two-thirds of my cock in his mouth with relative ease. He was going rather slowly, savouring my big. I hope you likeItalian."His face is flush and he can only nod in answer.Chapter 29I take his arm as we're walking to the elevator. I say, "Edward, youhaven't told me how I look, is there something wrong?" Oh no, Amanda, you look very beautiful. I love your perfume." Thank you, Darling. You look handsome in your suit." And in a muchlower tone, "and I bet much sexier in a mini skirt."I can feel him tense up and look around in alarm."Will you relax? I'm not going to out you. I promise it will. He probed and poked me for about only thirty seconds before aiming his hard cock at my entrance. Without warning, he drove in balls deep and I screamed. He was savage and just grinned, thrusting into me and saying, “Take it, girl… I love tight, married white pussy.”Nathaniel pounded me missionary style, occasionally moving me around, and I came at least three times before he flipped me over. He constantly forced it deep, hitting my cervix without any care whether I was able to handle his. She told me she loved you very much." Allen was lying, but that's what Sybil had told him. She told him Gwen didn't love him, that Gwen was a rotten whore who had slept with Bob while he was away. Allen had wanted to get Gwen then and beat her, but Sybil had stopped him, telling him he should be more clever. He should wait until next weekend when they could get both of them, Gwen and Bob. They would make it look like an accident in the swimming pool. No one would suspect. And then they could.