"The guy, Andrew, pulled down his pants and climbed on the counter. He whispered something to his girlfriend before sticking his cock in her ass. But ...e wasn't going deep enough. I pulled out my gun and pulled him away from his girlfriend. I shot him clear in the throat, killing him instantly. "So sad, now isn't it?"I said."I grabbed the girlfriend off the counter. "Line up against the wall! Now!"All the girls lined up against the wall and one seemed more than eager to get picked first. "Are. I slipped inside and prepared for an ambush. I needed to get naked, I decided, and crawl carefully to the bedroom. A few minutes of exploration revealed that the two naked bodies in the bed were sound asleep. Some ambush. I left them alone and used the other bed. The room was full of sun and bodies with coffee cups were moving around. I mumbled, ‘Didn’t get much loving, did we?’ ‘Sit up, we are bringing breakfast.’ They looked at my limp equipment. ‘What were you planning to do with that?’. They would need to set up a network. They also needed to get parchment paper and envelopes to match. They would create their own stationary. Donya asked if they should go now, but Val said to wait for Mags as she might want something. The wine order arrived. There were five cases of Pol Roger, five cases of Louis Roederer and five cases of Laurent Perrier Rose. There were also ten cases of Premier Cru Chablis. There was a wine fridge in the kitchen that had some Dom Ruinart champagne and also. Jerard’s fingering had made him pop out of the front of his boxers. They had ridiculous blue and white checks which surrounding his now exposed cock. It wasn’t near as big as Maurice’s. This one looked like his girlfriend--someone petite and athletic-- could take it all and it wouldn’t hurt. But the head and the top few inches of it were curiously lighter in color than the shaft. Sweat was beading up on my forehead. I stared curiously at it. I bet it would look weird going in and out; darker as.