Carolyn spoke between deep sucks and long swirling licks. "Mmm... I'm… Sure, darling… mmm," she licked, "It..." she sucked, "Mmmm…,” ‘plop�...�, “does."She was using one hand to hold and squeeze Jim's swollen nut sack and the other to unsnap the crotch of her black leather cinch. Marie could immediately smell Carolyn's sex as she began to rub her fingers across her hairy pussy. Marie had never seen a woman who did not at least trim her pubic hairs. Carolyn then plunged two fingers deep inside the. ...nothing serious....I was just pretending to like that stuff." Oh you were just pretending huh? She showed me the emails you sent to her. I read them all.Were you just pretending to eat your own cum and wishing it was someone elses?Were you just pretending to fuck your ass with a dildo while wishing it was a real cock?Is that a pretend butt plug you've got up your ass?"I was really nervous at this point. "I was just playing around." I mumbled."Well why don't you just play around with this.". Robert’s law practice, now reduced to three attorneys, slowly recovered from the whole mess over Suzanne’s father. Suzanne’s publisher became an important new client for one of Robert’s partners after she successfully argued the Nevada lawsuit filed against Suzanne’s book. With that the other clients came back, including a couple of Ed’s. Robert’s career had weathered the storm. Still, the ghost of Suzanne’s father was not a pleasant presence in either of their lives. Robert had known Ed since. It really was just a pitch for her escort business. She was followed by a brunette named Lucy McKay, who gave a passionate speech about how special to her a certain Muslim girl was, how she felt this connection with her as they made love that day. She didnt get to finish, the Muslim girl fled the room and the brunette followed after. My husband was listening with rapt attention, I realized, and a nasty thought formed in my mind. My obsession had gotten up, presumably to use the restroom. I knew.