"I'm shocked, as I don't say anything on the phone. "Wow that's a lot ofmoney. I will have to think about it. How do I know you're telling thetruth?" ...Well, did I leave out that I'm going to give you a bonus of one yearsalary, that's $100,000 a week times 52 weeks, equals $5,200,000. Cashright now as long as you say you will help us."I almost drop the phone. "I guess for that kind of money I will bewriting stories for you and your husband." I don't want you calling my husband, my husband, he is. A week went on and the door bell ring, and she open the door, and there stod a black man, and said her that her husband have advise him to visit her, she was a little nervous and show him in he´s name was Joe, and was nice and calm to talk to, they talk about a while and drink som kaffe.Bat the talk about sex was on the will be a little horny, and when he strip out of he´s jeans she could not take the enorme dick in her mound just to take it on her hand and it grov to enormes sides, then he. They made small talk as they sipped their tea Melanie's breath kept increasing almost to panting by the time she finished her dregs Quinton then asked her if she would be lovely enough to come sit beside him instead of opposite of the table she did so quickly laying her head on his shoulder he put his arm around her holding her in tight as he slowly started to manipulate her right breast in doing so he was asking her if she was a little warm and she might want to remove her blouse with little. I breathe in the sweet incense of the temple. Our love is indeed a blessed, sacred thing.Jaano’s body works like a machine; each time I bounce up, he pulls me back down and our bond becomes closer, our bodies are thus locked in mystic union. Our flesh is hard, hot and fast; our eyes too lock in an unbreakable embrace. After many wonderful strokes of his cock, I disengage from him, but only for a moment. I drop onto all fours and spread my ass cheeks. Jaano needs no further invitation. I feel.