"What on earth are you doing here?" It's Cylvia, remember?" she grinned back, and then added, "We came here for dinner. Oh -- I'd like you to meet my ...ery best friend, Lonnie Carmel. Lonnie -- Sam Zeigler. A dear old friend of the family." How... how do you do, Mr. Zeigler," Lonnie said hesitantly."Fine, thank you. And call me Sam... Lonnie. Everybody does." He grinned infectuously, and then was interrupted by the bartender who placed another drink in front of him. "Your martini, Mr. Zeigler.". Perhaps even save their lives."Come, ALE," Alexandria, special one, exotic exile "I've just had some fruits brought in, you must try one." The Prince gestured across the wide luxurious room to indicate a bowl of small purple fruits. He moved fluidly despite his size; not fat but large and muscular and tall. Loose robes trimmed in furs made him look even bigger than he was, and his long locks of thick purple hair contributed to the effect of size, as if he had a mane around his head. Yet, even. It was a Tuesday morning when Marjorie Graham approached Ms Amelie Roberts. Amelie was immediately aware that the fearsome Office Manager was anything but her usual self. “Amelie, I have a huge favour to ask you. Please don’t worry if it is not convenient. I feel dreadful at even raising it.” Amelie was intrigued and smiled; “Go on Marjorie, we are friends you and I, how can I help?” “You know that I have to go to New York with my husband for a month, don’t you? The thing is, I don’t know what. Lisa slowly takes the cum filled condom and puts it over my head. "I want you to take every drop into your mouth but do not swallow it until I say you can. Understand slut?" I nod and stroke my cock as she begins to tip the condom downwards towards my mouth."You are so predictable. Always doing anything for a load. Even wearing panties standing in the middle of my room begging for it. Such a fucking whore." Just then, the first drops of cum hit my tongue. I love the way the nasty cum makes me.