Furthermore this mansion includes a gym-section, a library, a single tablet to browse the web is in your room too. The rest of your time can you spent...however you like and with each one you like.”Sett raised his eyebrows with a knowing grin as they stopped at the last door of the corridor. On the sign next to the door was written: Room 129 – SettVayne had given him a very dirty smirk at her last sentences and picked up the thread again. “You know which kind of time I mean?” she asked. His fingers worked the button and zipper, showing a faint trail of black curling hair running from the bottom edge of the jacket to disappear under the line of the jeans. Stiff, short bristles under his fingers, he followed the trail; pushed under the jeans, sliding them down to meet the chaps hanging off the hips. Icy fingers left goose bumps on his heated surface as they brushed across the soft skin of his belly, released his pants and felt underneath. The tingle had grown to a throb that. I felt hands on my legs, moving up over my stomach. Brushing my breasts. It all felt so good. My heart was racing and anticipation was high. Then I felt soft lips and tongue lick and suck on my right breast while a hand brushed up and down my thigh, never going high enough. I twitched and moaned for more but I was denied. She switched breasts and continued teasing me. I tried spreading my legs but she slapped my breast and told me to keep still or she'd have to spank me. My pussy became even. "She seemed to shake the thought from her head as she said, "What? Yes. Yes, it was hard but I persevered and set goals for myself and now I'm where I am which, for now, is here assisting you." Yes, well, I've been pursuing some ideas today but have no real leads in the case. What about you Constable?" Call me Kit, Inspector, please," she smiled."Only if you call me Ham," Bahn offered. "It's what my friends and my family used to call me."Her face brightened noticeably as she said, "Certainly,.