I noticed the bank president eyeing me suspiciously before having a somber whispered conversation with the governor. When he finished, the governor la...ughed, took the bank president’s hand, and brought him over to introduce us. “Jim Reynolds, this is James Witherspoon, president of this bank. James was worried about the source of your newfound wealth. For a few years now, your Mr. Zhora has maintained several accounts here. Periodically, he would empty the account belonging to someone else, only. I have no idea how long I had been asleep when she came home but I herd her come out of the bathroom and get in bed. I ask her if she had fun, and she said yes. I couldn't get back to sleep so I just laied still so i wouldn't bother her.She seemed to toss and turn alot but I thought she was asleep. After about a half hour she tuened to me and ask if I was awake, but I just laid there not saying a word for some reason. She sem to be laying still for the first time tonite, but i could her breath. "Well, good fer you," the old man said, "I thought you might come back. Now, if'n you'll excuse me, I'm on my way to the crapper!"He turned away from her and waddled toward the outhouse, waddling faster as he got closer to it.Instead of going into the warm cabin to wait, Béla followed him. Holding the door open behind him, she watched unashamed as the old man dropped his coveralls and sat down, heavily, on the wooden seat."You gonna watch?" he asked, sarcastically mimicking her.Béla didn't. Her hot, wet pussy just inches, literally just beyond my reach. I tried to crane my neck to get a taste. She told me " No! If you want this, beg!" "Please let me eat your pussy." "What will you do for it?" "Anything, please let me lick it, I want it more than anything." "You want to drink my cum?" "More than anything mistress. I want to taste you. Taste your juices. Swallow them. Please let me mistress." She then sat on my face. God she was so wet. Her juices tasted wonderful. I licked and.