What exactly interests you about that? Jazz thought for several moments, Its a lot of things, its so complicated. Ive read a lot about.. that kind of ...elationship. It seems so intense, and even before I knew about it or what it was, it kind of felt right. Like in those old movies when the guy would take charge and sweep the girl off her feet and just kisses her. So you like for the guy to take charge and be dominant then huh? Max said resting his chin on top of Jazzs head. :Jazz grinned softly. I told Zara who was a little nervous but excited at the thought, we decided to shower in preparation for our first time real sex trio. Zara was making her way out the shower and as she entered the room, there he was standing before her with a hungry look in his eyes. He asked her what took her so long in the shower. She giggled and said she had to wash the wax off from ‘down there’. His eyes widened with excitement and he took a step closer to her. “Can I see?” he asked, but before she could. Lea wanted to blow me after that but we had to end it for that day due to the timing. Goddammit, I’ve never refused a blow job before but there was no way we could let the office know what was going on and lunch time was over. I counted the minutes until the next time we could slip away as I knew what was in store for me. Finally, I was going to feel her warm soft mouth on my cock….I’d wanted and needed that for years! Two days later we planned to meet offsite and finish what I’d started. The key planners of the pumpkin snatch were gathered around Steve and Marie's fireplace. They'd called in Bob Zaglinder to consult with them. They needed his political experience. The swamp had gotten deeper and uglier."Tell me, Bob," Steve asked. "What the hell was the point of having those old Russian suitcase nukes? We're aware that Stinson and Barnes sent teams to locate and recover them, and had them squirreled them away under guard. But what was the point? What the hell did he want with.