Leif, but Sir Colin has only been removed for a little over a year now.’ Reminded Lady Daire, her eyes roaming Leif briefly. ‘And all who were Sir...Colin’s are likely to return to him.’ Ended Sir Glen. Leif swallowed hard. ‘Well, there’s little we can do about this Lady Daire.’ Sighed Sir Glen. ‘Sir Colin is Lord Xavier’s closest friend. Even when the nameless companions were found, Lord Xavier wanted to brush all of the controversy under the rug.’ ‘Lord Xavier has also heard that Mr. Leif has. Even from my position outside the window, I could hear her pussy squelching as she banged the dildo home again and again. Finally, fully impaled, she came. Well, that’s an understatement. She lost control, her whole body shook and she screamed out before she muffled her joyous cries by burying her face in a pillow. Her thighs clamped tight, holding the cock deep within. I was still rooted to the spot, desperately wanting to wank my own rigid pole, but I didn’t want to disturb her, didn’t want. As it turned out, Belli knew me too. Well enough that he knew what I was planning just from watching security footage of me scoping the museum out. Well enough that his goons were waiting in my apartment as I returned triumphantly home after the heist. They took me for a car ride.My feet barely touched the ground as they dragged me from the car to Belli's office. I was intimidated, to say the least. Belli is Italian for beautiful, and was therefore an extremely ironic name for him. He held up a. 'Mariel', his voice surprised me, it was him, 'Fuck! Shit!' I shivered as he approached me and put his hand on the small of my back, and stroked and moved it around, in a friendly manner, a girl of f******n and a man in his late forties, some might say 'Inappropriately', but we were alone in the long corridor.I could feel his hand move dexterity between my shoulder blades, he was feeling for the harness some call a brassiere, instead he felt nothing, just nakedness between my blades, and his.