Nobody.? I knew that claim was not true. People would come looking for me. I have friends and colleagues that would risk everything t... rescue me. I knew they would come? She pushed me back wards and I landed on flat on my back, lucky that I didn’t dash my head open on the floor. It wasn’t nearly as hard as I imagined it would be, and had a slightly springiness to it. ?Go ahead, Alfredo. I’m going upstairs for a drink.? She stumbled out of the room with a grin. I said I could not at that time. A few days passed; Carla sent a text. We chatted some. Later that evening, I said I could meet, asking just to talk. She agreed. We meet, talked, and I gave her $150. We hugged. A few days later another text from her, I gave her some ideas. After that nothing.Now, almost two years later I get a text. It is not from Carla, but from her daughter Carrie. She shared the same picture of her mom, and then a picture of herself, not nude but she looked like her mom’s. Elizabeth joined in laughing so hard they nearly fell off the bed. As they resumed their cuddling and catching up on the business of running his agents, John confessed the he relied on Elizabeth and that she deserved a promotion of sorts. He officially made her his lieutenant, and as a reward asked her what he could give her as a gift for services rendered. She was taken back somewhat. Not expecting anything but a thank you for saving mom. So she joked, ‘Besides that great fuck?’ He looked at. "I guess that answers the question, "How many kisses and strokes to a mans erected penis does it take to wake him out of a sound sleep?" She said with a devilish grin.Still not fully awake, Jared began adding the pieces of his thoughts until the picture became clear."Oh God, you horny little poop!" He said with a smile as her reached to touched her golden hair.She smiled at him and quickly filled her mouth with the head of his hard staff, giving it a full lick and suck."I wanted to do that for.