Part 2 of Turning Tables
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Part 2 of Turning Tables
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Brenda sat up on the messy bed and pushed back her thick mane of hair. She looked around and spotted her silk nighty draped over one of the headboard. She snatched it up and pulled it on as she watched her lover step out the shower.
You going out tonight? Brenda asked. Got to. Axanna Morgan said, I am this close to busting that creep Johnny Macho.” Brenda studied the body of her lover with her long muscular legs, killer ass and big round tits. The wet blonde hair hanging around her beautiful face made her look wild and sexy. Like Brenda, Axanna Morgan was rich and powerful but her wealth came from newspapers, magazines, radio and TV stations and of course cable. The tall blonde looked at the stunning dark haired beauty sitting on the silk sheets. Her 44DD were hanging out the top of the skimpy nighty she was wearing. Her mile long legs were curled up under that wonderful ass. The thick hair was tangled and messy from their lovemaking. The blonde was tempted to jump back into bed. I thought you were leaving? Brenda smiled as she ran her tongue over her lips. You could stay the night.” Love to but can’t. Axanna said, Summer doesn’t know about us. I am not sure how to explain.” When you figure it out, you can explain it to me. Brenda laughed as she rolled out the bed. You going out? Axanna asked as she pulled on her red panties and bra. Can’t. Lydia’s got a thing at school and then I need to go over my notes for that board meeting tomorrow. Besides thanks to your great love making skills my power belt will be useless for at least a week.” Just a week? Hmp, I would think a month at least.” No one is that good…except me. Brenda laughed as she pulled off her nighty and stepped into the bathroom. Axanna followed her in and watched Brenda shower. She was tempted but turned her attention to getting dressed. Oh Eddie Malone called. Axanna said as she picked up her clothes, He wants to have lunch or dinner.” Eddie has been trying to get me into the sack for months.” Really? You haven’t? I would think he might be great in the sack.” Don’t need him. I got you.” Lady Midnight stood at the end of the alley. The tall African-American beauty looked amazing in the purple lacy one-piece costume that hugged her firm ass. It was seemed only magic was keeping her two huge round breasts in the low cut top. Her long muscular legs looked quite sexy in the matching high heel boots. Her long hair hung loose tonight so it flowed around her beautiful face and shoulders. The shapely heroine watched and waited. Then she smiled as the short fat man walked into the alley. The purple suit had been cut to hide his belly but tailors could only do some much. His bowler hat matched his suit, as did his tie. The well dress pimp was busy counting a fat roll of money. Lord Midnight! Lady Midnight snarled and leapt in front of the small pimp. W-what! Lord Midnight jumped back dropping the wad of bills he had been counting. Lord Midnight! She growled, I thought I made myself clear! Stop making a mockery of my name! But apparently you don’t seem to be taking me seriously.” I told you. Lord Midnight snapped, That’s my name…and ughhhhhh!” The short pimp grabbed his gut and stumbled back. He looked and saw next punch coming and knew there was nothing he could do. The blow sent him to his knees. Then another punch, and another. KICK. KICK. PUNCH. By this time Lord Midnight began to realize what had started out as a joke was now giving him serious pain. The pimp curled up into a ball and took the beating. Finally the blows stopped and he was pulled to his wobbly feet. “What’s your name? Lady Midnight snapped. “Irwin. Irwin Jones. He muttered. “Much better. Lady Midnight laughed as she shoved him to the ground, I like that a lot….IRWIN!” Lady Midnight turned and the smile vanished from her face. She sighed at the sight of Mick Stone leaning against his car with that same small grin. The shapely heroine looked down and snatched up Irwin’s money. Mick watched the tall beauty walk toward his car and smiled. He chuckled when she tossed him the roll of bills. The cop caught it, stuffed it into his pocket without counting it. That was for later. Mick pulled open the back door of his sedan and grinned. “Must we? Lady Midnight asked. “No, the choice is yours. Mick quietly said, Of course your boss the D.A. might be interested to know not only is his star prosecutor Lady Midnight but has been busted several times for prostitution.” “You’re the one who busted me.” “Yes, I did but I also got you away from that nasty pimp. Was I wrong? Did you enjoy “NO! Lady snapped as she climbed into the back seat. She sat back and waited as Mick climbed in and then took off his jacket, badge, pistol and cuffs. Mick loosened his tie and pulled Lady Midnight beside him and began to kiss her long and hard while freeing her tits from the costume. “Mmphhhhh! She moaned as he was forced to kiss him full tongue while his hand groped her tits. Mick hungrily gnawed on her sweet lips while entwining his tongue with hers. He squeezed and rubbed her huge tit, feeling the hot flesh begin get hard. Lady Midnight gasped for breath when his mouth moved down to her neck and began to suck on her throat. Her boob was being to swell and throb. She hated how this man could get her hot and horny in seconds. She let off another gasp when his other hand began to rub her crotch. Mick sucked and chewed on her tender flash as he pushed aside the crotch of her costume. He worked his fingers into her already moist pussy, getting the expect squeal from the whore. Mike had lost count of the times this snotty bitch had insulted and berated him sometimes in front of the brass and press. He still remembered the look on her face when he told her he knew she was the high and mighty Angela Grear. It got better when he laid down the rules of their new relationship. So for the last year he had being fucking Lady Midnight, even forced her to spend a few weekends with him. “Ahhhhhhhhhh. Angela cooed as she sank back into the seat and let him have his way with her. The heroine began to pant and sigh as his very skilled fingers made her pussy hotter and wetter. She ran her fingers over her face and through her hair as the pleasure increased. Mick ran his tongue down to her tits and began to suck on the fat boobs while squeezing it. He listened to her sigh of delight. The detective knew better than anyone all these big titted heroines were just sex-starved bimbos needing a good fuck. “Ohhhhhh, Mick. Lady Midnight panted, You gonna fuck me, right, you gonna fuck me up good.” Lady Midnight wanted to sit up and pushed the bastard away but her own lust won’t let her. She squirmed around on the seat and began to play with her other tit. Angela brought up her gloved hand and began to chew on her finger.
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