There was a firm date agreed on by all; four weeks from Saturday,” Robert said.“The Prince has upped his order and added another delivery point. H... now wants the CH-4B drones - equal to our Reaper - capable of carrying more missiles a lot further. He wants twenty five sent to the arms dealer in Central America, twenty five sent to South Africa and another twenty five sent to Sudan. He also wants a total of 500 missiles and training for ten people in all three places,” Robert said.“The Hong Kong. Lyndsay unbuttoned her jeans and pulled them down, rubbing the front of her black knickers as I cupped her tits. I got off the bed and lifted up Lyndsay's top and was feeling her tits, neither girl was moaning which I thought was odd. I stood up and unbuckled my jeans, as I stood there Lauren reached forward and stroked my cock as Lyndsay was rubbing her crack.I pulled Lyndsay onto her feet and Lauren laid on the bed, Lyndsay opened her legs and peeled down her knickers, straight away she had. No panties pink. No lacy bra -- Bert you stink! I would not wear what's in that box. I would not wear schoolgirl knee socks. I would not wear a girly blouse, Especially not "around the house!" I would not like a dress to wear. I would not do this anywhere! I do not want my hair styled pert. I do not like that, Bert-in-Skirt. Say -- lingerie! After dark, lingerie!Would you like to wear lingerie? I would not wear such lingerie.At dark, nobody could suppose? I would not, could not wear. I can feel myself starting to get excited and wet. I switch positions on the pole, I rest my pussy on the cold steel, and start to ride it up and down, rubbing it against my clit. Still massaging my tits with one hand, I pull on one nipple hard, letting out a moan. Throwing my head back, I glide around the pole, my pussy trapped against it. My panties are soaked with excitement. I trace one leg up the pole and my hand follows it back down to the strings on my panties. Pulling on one string,.