”“After Mattie is unconscious, I’d like an expert fucking, please.”“I think I can see my way clear to grant that favor! I assume Claire told... you my plans?”Becka smirked and nodded, “Even better than what you and Abbie did to me!”“And you understand the whole ‘safe word’ concept, right?”“I never got into BDSM, and I know that’s not what this is about, but yes.”“Right. I just want to make sure Mattie has a clear, simple way to stop things if she’s at all uncomfortable with anything.”The buzzer. As the gang leader's head swiveled to look upstairs to figure out what the shotgun blast had been about, the kid immediately swung his aim from the women and pointed the pistol to the back of Lupe's head and he hesitated for just a moment, but only because he didn't want to shoot the bastard from behind. As Lupe's head returned back to face the women and kid, he started to order something but not more than first syllable or two emerged from his mouth before Gabe fired, right between his evil. I worked for a real estate broker with rich clients and he sort of had a corner on the market in our neighborhood because he was related to the original builder and provided insurance to the homeowners from the date of the original construction to the present day. His name was Billy Bob Booker and he was about as macho as a man can get without being sent straight to jail. He had made me bend over his desk that first day in the office and I was so embarrassed when he saw my “granny panties” of. He took my hand and slowly lead me back towards my bedroom as he started to take off the remainder of my clothes, including the soaking panties that had so closely witnessed my orgasm. Very slowly he laid me down and I was eager to see what he had planned for me next.He started by slowly kissing every inch of my now naked, exposed and throbbing body. While planting kisses everywhere, he lightly rubbed my clit with a finger and then rubbed harder. As I had already had one orgasm by myself, I.