Booze though."Christopher sucked his breath. "I'm really not sure this is my scene," he said solemnly."Ah! I didn't mention the glamour." Oh, now you'...e talking. I'd love to come, Ellie love." OK. Any time from six-thirty onwards when you can tear yourself away from that demanding job of yours." I'll just have to hope I'm not too exhausted."There was a very rude noise from the other end of the line and Ellie's phone went down.He arrived at the party shortly after seven and delivered his box of. ”I’d gotten some snide comments from those on the work crew who’d helped me before that the grub was so much better this time since a lady was cooking for them rather than a grumpy old man. I took this as it was intended – as a joke. I had to agree though that having Jennifer doing the cooking was a treat as she’d become quite a good cook. The guys – and myself of course – were delighted to have fresh bread, still warm from the oven.The other thing that arrived with the work crew that first. Her young body writhed and squirmed all over his thrusting love rod, obviously unable to get enough. “Fuck me you tricky little whore! Fuck me! Yeah Baby! Yeah! Fuck your big sugar daddy!” She squealed real loud as yet another orgasm pulsed through her groin and then Jack got serious. He clutched her cup shaped tits, slipped his tongue into her welcoming, hot mouth and viciously screwed the living shit out of his foxy little vixen right up until the moment he jetted a mother load of. Roger looked like he wanted to utter a warning, but I gave him a withering stare and he dropped his gaze back to his book. ‘Ash ley.’ Two words. I had surprised him. ‘We need to talk,’ I said. The words every man longs to hear from his woman. ‘I’ve just been -‘ ‘Cut the crap. We really need to talk. Roger, go stretch your legs.’ There was no doubt about my authority. He got up quickly and mumbled, ‘I’m going to take a walk. I’ll be back later.’ He scurried out of the room like he was afraid of.