The last message was my weekly work briefing from Darlene.That reminded me. I flipped to a local florist website and ordered flowers to be delivered t... her tomorrow morning. I paid the extra to get express delivery. I’ll bet every boss and staff member in town was hitting the emergency button to get flowers for their admins tomorrow. Then I settled in to read Darlene’s report.She’d done a good job. It was just the right amount of material to assume that a knowledgeable employee could uncover in. - And now, lick sperm, fucker! Gutaj ju!I want to say something, but full of sperm mouths make it quite impossible. I slumber his juices greedily, exhausted and finally come to my breath to speak out:- Shoot me! Fuck me! Get me to my dick! Shave me, shake me a cunt!Hurts ecstasy. A terrible desire for this big piece in her cavity.- Ševi me !!! - I'm sorry, I beg you, I'm looking.But it does so without my request. Her still stinging stomach, slimy and embryoated with sperm, hits in my flaming. "I'm sorry." Kein Problem. Sie sehen sogar h?bsch aus, wenn Sie niesen."With that he reached up and brushed my cheek with his hand. Once againthe feeling of his warm masculine hand sent a thrill through me. Thenhe leaned in and I froze. His eyes were so blue it was like lookinginto the sky and then his lips brushed mine.I was intensely aware of my body, and how it was reacting to his. Mychest felt tight and my nipples were like twin bits of stone and I knewthe ache and moistness in my groin. Helen had managed to find some plans for the manor house, so they knew that Kingman would have barricaded himself in a bunker below the main cellar. He was going to be tough to dig out of there, but they were determined to do it. Kingman had started this fight and it was time for Jim and Jane to end it.But, first things first. They had to clear the upper reaches of the house of live opposition, and that's what everybody was engaged in, now. The helicopter crews had asked permission to join in.