NOW."She spread her legs wide and said "I'm your slut. You can do anything to me. Please fuck me. Fuck me hard."The cock slid easily into her and she ...moaned, thrusting up to meet me. I began to fuck her, increasing my speed. Each thrust into her was thrusting back into me. She was wild underneath me, bucking and panting. She wrapped her legs around my waist. I grabbed her hands and pressed them down on the bed. I held her in place to slow her down and slowed down, easing the cock out and. She agreed and the day was decided and everything was planned.So it was that day and she reached Mumbai in the morning at 10 am. I went to pick her up. I guided her to the location I was waiting and as I was waiting, there was a knock on the car window and there she was!Neetu was looking beautiful in a black sleeveless t-shirt and jeans. I praised her for her beauty and she thanked me for the same. She was hungry and so was I.We went to a restaurant and had breakfast and headed towards home. We. Check the man in the blue suit for a radio. Navy blue."He has a mustache."Hey, Bill. He has a mustache."The Washington people are lost. Bill has time."Someone has their radio turned on," said the DMIC. (Deputy Marshal In Charge) "Radio check."No radio was on. Piper and Grace were in a staring contest. Bill came back from the tower with David's uncle. Bill was carrying a Government radio and a little .32 auto pistol.Bill said, "He had these but he has a license to carry, so he's not under. And one of the things that he told you was my career choice. Right?" she said. I know I was red faced."Yeah, kinda," I said."Look, Roger, I'm divorced. I'm thirty-seven. My man dumped me for an eighteen year-old budding model. I took up escorting to pay the bills: an old friend of mine is in the business, and I'm good looking enough to do okay at it, so I do. But, if I ever marry again, I will be a one man woman for the man that I marry."Now, I know we have just met, so all of this talk about.