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“He can’t catch you here with me like this. Karl and I are coming to see you. “Roger! “We’re done here.”

“Mr. Well, guess what… I’m the Gerrard now, and I’m saying that Roger VanCamp’s days are numbered.” I glanced from Karl to William, letting both of them know they had a choice to make. The older woman reached up and unbuckled her belt, casting her eyes up at me as she did so, and I was rewarded not only with the passionate storm brewing in her eyes but a look of pure submission. You want to collar me and make me kneel next to your little fuck toys? I’m fucking tired of all the games. Then she took the whole thing between her lips, slipping them down the length of my cock until a little more than half of it was in her mouth. “Fuck! She wants to be with me.” I looked him up and down and felt my lip curl in disgust. I’ll do it. “Of course not. “I have a private investigator,” I said. They were immediately discarded as I pressed myself up against her,