She replies quickly to you.Good. It’s number 52, building C, apartment 407. Ring the bell and I’ll let you in the elevatorYou’re already grabbin...g your keys. That’s your address. That’s your building. She only lives two floors away. Your mind is racing, every part of you buzzing. You wonder if you’ve seen her in the foyer, or at the bike station. Maybe you passed her earlier this evening as she went to her apartment with the guy who already fucked her.— on my way. Be there in fiveYou ride the. I went to the door; I didn’t immediately alert the fans on the patio; I don’t know why. At any rate, I had instructions from my wife as to how to behave when they did arrive and I was going to be following orders.The knock was tentative; I don’t know why but I thought that kinda odd. I answered it.“Hello to you,” I said, it was an all-inclusive hello. Ronald looked at me strangely.“Hi to you too, David,” said Stacey. She stepped forward and gave me a kiss on the cheek. I stepped back and looked. From time to time during any given correction a small buzzer might sound from an internal phone the mistress answering this would receive instructions to satisfy the whims of these people.Of course to begin with we knew none of this ,but it did account for the strangeness severity and intentness of the corrections. A woman wearing a short grey business suit ushered myself and Amanda into the Governors office. She was quite a large imposing woman. She was wearing a black suit white blouse and. "You have some more questions to ask. And I think you're going to like them." Despite Hannah's protests, Madison let her finger slide along her wet pussy alongside the vibrator.Hannah had to grab Madison's hand and lead her away before she came right then and there. "Come on, are you ready for your next question?" Hannah asked."Y-yes, What is it?" Madison asked."Here it is: Do you want to see my tits?" Hannah replied."Oh god - so I have to - and then I have to -" Madison's voice trembled a.