All of Braxton-Clark's cronies laughed at that and poor Charlie jumped up from his chair in a rage and shouted 'How dare you accuse me of being drunk,... take it back this instant!' Braxton-Clark then asked Charlie if he was calling him out, and Charlie had replied 'Yes, damn it, I am, if you don't take back what you said'. Braxton-Clark didn't withdraw his remark and so seconds were chosen, and a time and place for the duel arranged between them. As Braxton-Clark had been challenged it was his. David imagined this delectable honey of a girl leaving his office and him never seeing her again. To his surprise he found the thought distressing in the extreme. The prospect was, literally, unbearable. Emily recognized the abject surrender. OMG, she owned the guy! Gleefully, she set about pressing home her advantage and amusing herself. “It’s okay, you don’t have to be all shy about it,” she teased him. “You fancy me, don’t you, been checking me out, I could tell. Especially my legs. You. The workmen had so much fun getting their cocks sucked that theirwork suffered, so Mom told them that they could only get two blow jobs a dayfrom Daddy.Besides getting their cocks suckedthe workmen were rewarded every evening by a torture session from Mom. Youwouldn?t think that one woman could torture five men at a time and do a decentjob, but my mom is a bitch from hell. She kept those men yelping and gaspingfor hours, and not one ever complained about not getting his share ofattention.I had. She eventually reached for my crotch, squeezing and rubbing my cock through my shorts. After our kiss, our eyes locked and her lips parted in arousal as I whispered, “So you aren’t mad at me anymore?”Shelby had a look as if in deep thought before responding whispering in a sexy tone, “Your story got me so wet.” she paused as her thoughts ran wild, “What happened yesterday though, makes me not trust you.” She paused again as she continued processing her feelings before mounting my lap.