When they arrived in their suite they had a good laugh about the evening’s proceedings. Their beds had been prepared during their absence and the su...dued ambiance of the lighting in their suite, contentedly relaxed them.Chuck and Bill were both in their mid-forties and self-assuredly good-looking. Both guys were happily convinced that Peter was ‘to be had,’ and that he would compliant to their machinations. What poor Peter was not aware of, however, was that a combined nineteen inches of dick. ..the wetness...the warmth...to him it was intoxicating.... and on this day, she could tell she was deliciously wet. His fingers slipped through the soft silky curls... rubbing ... teasing...finding their way to her wonderful "little magic button." As he touched it, she froze... then let out a soft, low moan.What must the person on the other end of the phone be thinking? She now had the phone resting between her head and shoulder as she supported herself with her hands flat on the desk, her. David takesit all in stride because he now has relatively no gag reflex and is moaninglike he is desperate for cock. Stephanie is now slamming his head againsther body--throat fucking him extremely hard. David's cunt gets extremelysoaked as Stephanie pounds her cock into the new girl's throat. Stephanie'sdeep voice grunts as she spurts load after load of hot cum into David'stummy.Trina meanwhile is leaning back and has started fingering her own pussy.Trina looks over at Mark. She knows his. Impenetrable glass. Armed guards, security cams everywhere. Alarms throughout the building.”“I’ve got an ... never mind, you don’t know what I know.”“No, but I know what I know. Unless you have a death wish. Suicide By Cop.”He argued, trying to convince me that he had worked everything out. Probably had an inside connection. Mingo was a good thief, but Cary Grant couldn’t rob the Federal Reserve.We left it that he didn’t have anything planned for the immediate future. And that I had a more.