I was a marketing manager for a small company that made industrial sump pumps. Marsha did not work and never had. We had no problems either financiall...y or personally. And then I screwed it up by getting curious.I took Marsha’s Kia to get an oil change. I happened to notice that she had two house keys on her key ring. I know that is not that unusual, but since I only had one key I couldn’t help but wonder what the second key was for. It bothered the dickens out of me, so on the way home I. Slowly I slept and when I woke up in the morning she was doing puja. I went to her and asked her dis she felling bad and she said she is not. That moment I knew I performed well yesterday and she likes me and the fucking session is very near to make her knees weak and tremble. I hugged her hearing she is happy and she pushed me as she is doing puja, I slapped her ass softly as a sexy gesture and went away.In the afternoon ( no family members arrived yet) while everyone was sleeping and other. ?So, Joanna,? he said snidely, ?think we can work a similar deal? Suck meoff or I shock your clit?? Joanna weakly nodded yes. God, was she going to have to do all four of them? ?I don't think so,? Gilbert said, a vicious tone to his voice. ?I've stillgot a bone to pick with you. As pleasant as it would be to come in your mouth,I still remember what a fucking bitch you were when you had the power. I reallythink I'd rather torture your pussy. Hey, maybe I'll jerk off while I do it.How's that for. Yet utterly thrilling. She stirs and my legs wrap his torso, his belt buckle cold against my thigh. The shift of weight permits him to more easily bury his face in my neck. Light stubble first scuffs then scratches my tender flesh, his patchouli and cinnamon scent drifts between us, mixing with faint traces of wine and the distinct overtones of jasmine from my fiery sex. I’m overcome with the raw energy between us. Never been more ready and willing to accept what he has to offer, despite the.