The man volunteering in this should be someone she knows closely. Someone she could trust, and if needed, control according to her if situations were ...to get out of hand. And then it hit her! Who better than Arjun, her own son! She still thought of alternatives in her mind, but none came to mind.A part of her mind argued- Arjun was a perfect choice because he was family. He would make sure that no one ever gets to know about this, plus he’s very obedient to her. He could be convinced to take. OK, a lot. But the truth would've got me dismissed immediately as a whack job, and that wasn't going to help Susan."Quiller was somebody Susan told me she was afraid of," I said. "That's all she said, just that name, I have no idea who he is. She gave me kind of a quick-and-dirty description, too. I'm just speculating about the driver, but the description fits a guy the e.r. people said got there before me and gave them my name. He didn't have ID, told them he was going to go get it and never. When he got to my shaved pussy, he didnt dive right in. He teased me by licking around it and only occasionally running his tongue over my clit. I involuntarily started moaning and he told me how sweet my pussy tasted. I do not like the man, but I give him credit he could eat pussy. By the time his tongue penetrated me I was building an orgasm. Larry expertly switched between tongue fucking me and sucking my clit keeping me on the edge of cumming. He finally gave in and pushed me over the top.. We drove up to the standalone farm building at the back of the property. Mr K had us drive right into the building and the doors were closed behind us. Two guys approached the back of the Escalade and yanked Mrs G right out before we even had a chance to get out. They picked her up and carried her to the far rear of the building to what appeared to be a stairway down. Mr K said you may want to see this Bucko. We followed the two burly guys down the stairs and then through what looked like a.