He pulled away from the awesome titfuck and she moaned in disappointment. ‘Oh don’t worry. I bet the itch is gone from your breasts, but it seems ...ike you have another problem on your hands?’ Both hands now wandered down to the front of her panties, where she continued to tap and stroke her clitoris through the fabric. Fascinating, he thought, it seemed that something else had unlocked in this girl. She never ceases to be interesting! The demure, mousy Janine Tyler seemed to be no more, and was. I like that, I like to talk. He asks if I’m ok. I am. He asks if I’m on something. I am. He seems to approve. I ask if I can do some, and he says yes. Dashboard. Powder. Mash. Lines. Sniff. Sniff. He likes what he sees and as I draw back and let my head rest against the seat his hand moves in. My heart beats, my body pulses and my eyes wobble. He talks, says a word. A trigger. Euphoria. We talk still, though move closer. My instructions are remembered but garbled. I think he understands. He. Hopefully it will work." Really?" Lord Omar stated with a look of surprise appearing on his face."Yes," I replied with firmness, "really."That silenced Lord Omar for a moment or two, though from the expression on his face I knew he was mulling something over in his head. Then he spoke again."I was wondering what it would take to claim Minos," Lord Omar admitted bluntly, "considering that you've destroyed their navy and the majority of their maritime capability and you killed off two of their. She replied “OH I intend to, I will text you later” she walked out the door waving her mobile. I watched her ass wiggle in the tight dress as she walked up the path towards the taxi, her sexy boot heels clicking with every stride. I saw the taxi driver look my wife up and down, he must have thought all his Christmas’s had come at once. As she crouched into the cab I wondered if she would tease the old boy the same as she had being doing to me, maybe flash him her pussy. Even if she didn’t he.