"What do you do for them?" Seduce men, Continental officers for the most part; otherwise just attend parties, routs, keep my ears open." For what do y...u listen?" I asked."Inquisitive women," she said. "Lord Howe believes some of them are spies." Does he?" I said, aware that Howe was right.She nodded and rubbed her nose. It was a very good nose but a trickle of blood had appeared at one nostril."How many men have you betrayed to them?" I asked."Perhaps a dozen," she said. "I haven't counted.". How dare I speak to her like that. I was quite embarrassed. I was scared and felt low and apologized to her.She didn’t stop and went after me. I had to cut the call saying I had work and didn’t message her for 2 days. After a couple of days, she had sent a good morning message, I replied back. She asked if I was busy. I was busy and didn’t reply. After some time she called me and started scolding for not replying.I had to apologize again and convince her. After a few minutes of talk, she got. Of course it wasn’t pristine, but it wasn’t a mess either, he tried to find a word to describe it all and finally came up with one. Art.She pulled off her boots and waved her hand around the flat, it wasn’t huge, but not a shoebox either. Most of the things that lay around were figures made out of paper mache, papers, books even a few pencils. Leaning against the wall was story boards and Dave assumed she used the figures to draw them.“Interesting.”He walked over to a drawing, it seemed like. When I orgasmed a second time he did not let up, continuing to fuck his cock deep into me. As my orgasm was tapering off, he let go of my hair and abruptly reached forward, grabbing my elbows. He pulled them backwards, elevating my upper body totally off the bed. Hiro was using them for leverage to keep fucking his cock deep inside me. In not time I could feel another orgasm building, a huge body rocking orgasm. Please… Hiro… cum in me… fuck your sisters cunt full of your hot cum! I begged..