Imogen shuffled over, their thighs touching through the thin sheets as Ryan scrolled back further, revealing a club with flashing lights and exposed b...ick interior walls. In unison they said, "Mint." Ryan's spirits lifted, clinging to the hope that his phone might finally become a worthwhile investigative tool instead of simply being shit. Photos of drinks were next. Shot glasses in beer; the bar staff; him dancing with some girls that were more his usual scale, Imogen in the background of some. "Mary was absolutely shameless about the erotic way, in which she tried to persuade me to make an offer, and Henny's knowing smile didn't make it any better. Before nine o'clock we had settled a deal, with mind control as a very active partner, for 340.000 dollars cash, and take-over date set for the first of May. While Carl and I were very occupied, discussing price and other issues, and last, but not least, setting up papers to bring to our lawyers on Monday, Mary and Henny had disappeared. I. Turing around as we entered the bath, I smiled as my new young sex toy’s cock was renewed with life. His cock was beautiful with a slight upward left curve and a swollen big round head. I could see how is cock was able to hit my special spot over and over. My legs were a bit weak as I turned and started the shower while James hugged me from behind. His cock pushed along my pussy lips and his small patch of pubic hair brushed my ass cheeks. I backed off my eager boy, but I grasped his shaft and. Compare the difference between pity and passion. And compare the difference between me and whoever you meet next.”“You cheeky bastard. You could not keep up with me, old man.”“Now that is fighting talk.” I got off the couch and took her by the hand. She did not object when I led her to the bedroom. It was late afternoon, and we were lying in a pool of sweat. I don’t know who was more exhausted. Coming seemed to take more out of her. I managed it three more times, she a couple more on top of.