Levon washed his hands in the bathroom. It all started here, didnt it? Just then, Jim emerged from one of the stalls, buttoning up his pants and tight...ning his belt. Levon thought he had caught a glimpse of some of Jims pubic hair in the mirror before his boss zipped up. Hows it going, Levon? Jim asked casually. Everything going well with you and Jaime? Its great, Levon said. Were getting lots of work done. Thats what I like to hear. Jim washed his hands and looked at himself in the mirror. He. Brent readily agreed.“Yes, delicious! You guys did a great job with this meal,” Brent said. He turned to face Jess and saw that thanks to her position where she stood near him, Jess’ bald pussy was only a foot away from his eyes. He quickly turned his gaze back to the food.“Thank you, sir, Mistress,” Jess said to each of them. She turned to Emma.“Mistress Emma, perhaps you’d like some entertainment during dinner?” Jess suggested.“Huh? Uh, maybe some music?” Emma said uncertainly. Jess smile. Sand kicked up from the feet of the camels. The desertmen whirled their scimitar over their heads, leaning over their mounts. Their ululation grew louder and louder. My heart beat faster and faster. I leaned forward, setting my shield and bracing my body.They hurtled closer faster and faster, racing at us. The caravan guards all stood ready, their blades heavy. None carried shields. It almost distracted me, causing me to ponder why they would face mounted attackers without shields, but the. Christ what is it with women eh ?You spend all day working your bollocks off and you still get an earful when you get home at night too knackered to think straight...women aren't from Mars they're from Alpha fucking Centauri. Well cuddles, if its a sore arse you want its a sore arse you're going to get.Anything for a quiet life.....and some tea.*Pulling her white panties up into the crack of her bum, I raised my hand, sighed, took aim and gave her white cheeks a hefty wallop."Oooooohmmmmm.".