Take some time, don't worry about making your calls, just see if you can find a solution. Oh and Tim. The mark-up is better than we have on floor cove...ing. I'm pleased you asked. Shows you are thinking." I nodded."Yes, Mr. Sellors. I'll look into the measurement problem." Good. Tim! Mike knows I am asking you to do this, so don't worry about your work. At the moment this is more important." I got up to leave."Oh by the way, Tim. You seem to have recovered well from your divorce. I don't suppose. "We are? Why would we do that?" I ask, a little shaken but not moving."Well," he clears his throat, "You and Chris havent really left the barracks in weeks, only one shower has been running, there are strange noises coming from this room, and (he nods to the bed) only one bed is being slept in."I clear my throat, "That really means nothing, what is it you're trying to say?" Hear me out, I won't say anything to anyone but I know you and Chris are fucking. I want to join in." He swipes a finger. She put that monstrosity on the floor for him to look at.The Wet Dream dominatrix walked behind him and put the thin anal probe to his pucker."NO! Ma'am, please don't do that! I'll learn what you want me to learn. Just tell me what it is," he pleaded.She pushed it in an inch. His ass rejected the invader and it came out streaked with brown.Oh, that's just gross! she thought to herself. I'll fix it next time."Tell me, little boy," Alex said in a monotone, "do you like anal sex with girls?". Many years inside the minds of women had taught him every possible oral desire and he began to fulfil them all, one by one, with expert skill. It took an intense effort on her part but Mary maintained her facade as her pussy exploded into life once more. She found herself moving her hips to allow Sam to hit a batter spot and part of her was ashamed, although this was a deep and distant part long neglected by her passion. He was doing everything she had dreamed her boyfriends would do for her,.