Let a few of your staff go, reduce your prices, advertise more. Common sense really.” I muster a smile from somewhere and tell her I could always g...t a cheaper accountant. “You could, Rob. But I bet they wouldn’t stand for you staring at their legs or breasts all the time.” Her glowing smile melts me, it never fails. I feel she might have a point as well. “Guilty as charged, but you know what your legs and tits do to me.” Casting aside my worries for a minute I stand and approach her. She swallowed as much as she could, but lots of cum dribbled out of her mouth, and down her cheek. Another guy immediately replaced the black guy, and this guy had been stroking off on the side for a while, and he pulled out and unloaded all over her face and mask. As soon as he was gone, a new guy replaced him, and she had her hands on two more cocks beside her, waiting for their turn in her mouth, pussy or ass. She must have swallowed 4 or 5 guys loads before Steve came. He pulled out of. I considered my next move as I went back to my car. When Ty had mentioned the LTMA dinner, two names had interested me. I’d heard of one, Edward Stanton. He and his wife had stayed at the Lodge while their house in the hills above Angel’s Point was being remodeled. His family was involved in shipping of some kind and he was said to be quite well off. Other than the fact he was in his fifties, and was on his third wife, I hadn’t heard any interesting rumors about him. His wife, on the other. Pushing my hand away, she indicated that I should drive. Ever the obedient, I did, using any shortcut I could. Soon we arrived, parking down the side of my house and it took but a moment for us to be inside and finally be able to embrace, kiss and explore with complete abandon. Rather clumsily, I managed to guide us into a downstairs bedroom where, still kissing, we sank into a tangled mass onto the bed.Simultaneously, we came up for air and a more tender atmosphere surrounded us as, I think,.