O called me .With trembling hand i open the gate and there he was Mr. Murthy age must be more then 50 and his face was totally blank and he had a crue...l smile on his face.He offered me a seat and a big file all about a single clientHe give me clear instructions about how much big favor they have done with giving me the job and the big package and in return all they want me to crack this client and do what ever it takes without changing the rates and services.I was all blank till then with only. He pulled the tattered dress completely off Amy now. She knew what was coming, could feel his cock hardening against her thigh while he fingered her holes. The stranger grabbed her hips and pulled her onto her knees, her face firmly planted on the bed. She felt the stranger spread her ass cheeks and put his tongue directly onto her asshole. What was he doing? Jake tongued Amy’s asshole, tasting his own dried cum on his tongue. As much as he enjoyed tongue-fucking her ass, Jake wanted his cock. "Lonnie?" Beth asked, "Can we push things back to three? This is cutting into my nap time..." Sure. How's four?" Lon responded."Great!" Beth dimpled.Lon turned to Louise, "Can you tell Terence?" Sure, Baby." Why am I here?" Toby piped up."We thought we might need an independent opinion on how this is going to go, Hon," Candace replied smoothly. "You're their age, but not involved..." Oh." Toby nodded. That made sense. "You want it now?" I think it's too early, Dear," Jean murmured.Toby nodded.. She struggled. She struggled to do so because she needed to know what was happening at the other place by the willow. She tried. She fought.She had to see Lucy. She had to, but Howard had her clit in his mouth and she couldn't move with intensifying her discomfort, and then, suddenly, Cecily did see Lucy, and she wished that she hadn't."Oh shit!"There she was. She was standing in all her miserable glory, her clothes in tatters, hanging from her like curtains blowing in the wind. The poor.