‘Links to the Oldeeds Group, Superior Bloodlines, and Henry Wargrave… all rolled into one.’ ‘Excellent. Wonderful!’ exclaimed the Deputy Dir...ctor. It was the most emotion I’d ever seen out of him. ‘So, explain to me what’s going on here.’ ‘With respect, sir,’ I said, ‘perhaps I can do that at the meeting we’re about to attend… so that everyone hears the same story, and I only have to tell it once.’ ‘Sure.’ said the Director. ‘Let’s go in there now.’ We went down the hall to a small conference. . To taste hiim...” She makes big show of licking her lips, then blowing a shiny lipped kiss at our camera. It’s not a convincing performance – it’s an older woman, carrying a little extra weight, trying to act sexy – and not pulling it off ... But there’s something strangely exciting about watching her try to sound like a sexy slut.Andy pulls the camera away from her, back to his face, looking right out to our viewers at home, selling the fantasy better than she does as he leans in a little. Only tonight they hadn’t just been talking about it; he had actually done something about it. Lewis had put his hand down the front of Ross’s jeans in the club. Lewis feels between his legs again, rubbing his fingers around in the cum, he has the urge to do something more than rub. “It feels like Ross did a good job.” He plunges a finger deep into his arse hole. The throbbing intensifies, it’s painful but satisfying. He can feel his arse is full of cum, more cum than is coating the outside.. Really… How was she supposed to explain that Mr. D was a vibrator she’d bought over a year ago after breaking up with William, her boyfriend of five years. Initially she’d thought the battery operated genius was just to tide her over, probably for not more than three months. Three had turned to four, four had turned to six and eventually she’d had to name the gadget. D for Drought. Thirteen months along and Mr. D was still the only ‘any’ she was getting. The thirteen months probably had.