‘Why are we actually here?’ His beautiful body leaning against the post, a smirk came across his face. ‘We are not going back to work are we?�...� ‘Now you are thinking.’ Frustrated I head towards the door but being stopped holding me hands by my head he kisses me and I bite him. ‘You should let me go.’ He laughed. ‘Never.’ Frustrated I try biting again. Releasing my hands and making sure I do not spill my wine he leads me toward the couch as the fire is lit. Sitting there I bring my legs. I needed to talk--something that seemed more often true of me now than it had been before mychange--and I was grateful Alwyn was there to listen."I had a kind of hard conversation with Marcus yesterday about my life asa man. I guess you all think I was not a very likable character." What do you think?"I was half laughing and half annoyed when I answered, "You know, Alwyn,once yesterday, you actually gave a direct answer to a question I asked. Ithought maybe you were starting a new habit--but. " Grantby's eyebrows go up. Had these academics really nothing better to do with their time?"The next bit is a bit sensitive. The main focus of the research was aspects of BDSM play. You can imagine the fun that the tabloids would have with that."Grantby nodded. Maybe this had the sniff of something that might lead to a motive? He was pleased and surprised too. Ackroyd obviously ran a tight ship in Warwick. It wouldn't have helped if this had been all over the "News of the World"."You've. She couldn't keep her gaze away from Mae's shapely legs as the beautiful beast lustily fucked his cock into the juicy pussy between the woman's legs."YES! YES, SCOTTY!" screamed the near-hysterical blonde as the frenziedly aroused collie once more speeded the tempo of his fucking as he neared a jizz-shooting climax. "FUCK IT TO ME, BABY! GIVE MOTHER A BIG HOT LOAD!"Abby was almost out of her mind with excitement as she watched Scotty fucking into the blonde on the bed. Staring at the golden.