What's the question?" Does Jan always concentrate on Pete this way? Or is this just company behavior?" It's company behavior. If you weren't here, she...would be wearing nothing. Have you seen her moving on him? I know the signs. They're going to disappear in a matter of seconds. Her cunt is driving her absolutely wild. It's flowing with her juices and she desperately wants Pete inside her. If you weren't here, he would have taken her at least a couple of times this afternoon and this. For seconds a puzzled expression crossed her face and again he realised how much an amateur this woman was, she didn't know what a cunt was now she didn't know about sucking a cock was about. "Just put my cock in your mouth", he said as he pulled her head forward till the knob of his cock was pressed against her lips. Again she hesitated, unsure of what she was supposed to do and this time frustration mixed with the desire to be sucked off, exploded. He grabbed her head, and pulled it into his. At first the new ruling class had tried to eliminate them, but eventually had given up the pursuit in the belief that the 'scrubs' would slowly die out anyway due to lack of medical care, among other perils.What happened to the scrubs was quite different. Left to their own, their males slowly adapted to the new world, developing keen, almost animal-like senses that allowed them to sense when a female was most fertile and susceptible to breeding. Over further years and frustrations with trying. She shrugged and said, “I plan on remaining helpless. I’m planning on using the Stockholm Syndrome to advantage. I’m going to fuck my kidnappers to death and love every minute of it.”I’m sure I rolled my eyes some more.I talked to Brita early the next day. She was at work in her office in Copenhagen. I told her in more detail about the fake bomb, our speculations, and sent her a copy of the photo of the suspect that the detective had given us. Lucas had already been in touch with her security.