I raised my beer to ease my parched throat, and met her eyes, and she was smiling, maybe smirking, knowing she had me hooked, but not yet landed perha...ps. When she lowered her gaze to my groin, I bent to hide myself, took her empty can and glass and fled to the kitchen.I washed the glass and putting the empties – my own now included – into the recycling box for Mrs. Phung, had calmed enough to get some money from my briefcase – lucky Quy had brought it home – and my cigarettes, and showed her. She was beginning to seriously fall in love with him, and he with her. The sex was incredible, the best either of them had ever had. He told her he loved her. She said she loved him too. They were both in trouble. They just didn't know it yet."Hey whore! You getting a raise from your man that we aren't getting? That's the rumor you know," asked Maria, a pretty Latina girl who also had her eye on Jimmy but was too shy to tell him to his face."I get the same lousy paycheck you do, bitch!" Molly. I swallow hard, my mind reels as I wonder if I'm really a latent homosexual or what I'm enjoying this so much. My breathing comes quick, deep, as my ass moves and I moan for her to fuck my ass faster, deeper as my arousement controls me. All that matters is the streams of thrills that have me craving to cum as Mac's lips and tongue torment my glans, sucking me deep into her throat to feel engulfed and squeezed as my asshole streams pleasure that tightens it on the sliding dick. That added. In Redfield's CNN interview, sporting a six hundred dollar haircut, helet loose that I had absconded to a foreign land. He vowed that thiswould not save me from justice. America has just announced that I willbe brought to justice, and I'm shacked up in eighteen hundred somethingaccommodations with a crazy woman who is my wife.Still, I'm currently free and quite wealthy. My wife might bedelusional, but she is sexy and a great fuck. Redfield is just rattlingthe cage and seeing if he can benefit..