I guess we can say that we are trying to play it safe since both Irene and Cristina are really good friends. I personally don’t want to rift their f...iendship apart. Irene still comes by on some weekends grabbing drinks and staying until it’s late. Moreover, I’m glad to say that apart from the small dick jokes that she and Cristina seem to blurt out had increased as time passes by. I am now a part of their small circle of chat when it comes to sex. We’d been talking about our past experiences. " but, instead, she said "Hi Addy... No... I was just in the bathroom..." she could smell her nectar on her hand holding her mobile. She changed hands holding the mobile and smiled."I'm sorry... but Mr. Reynolds called. Something about the contract..." Alright, Addy. Thank you. I have the contract here in my laptop. I'll let you know when it's ready to print and I'll give Mr. Reynolds a call later." Okay..." Anything else, Addy?" That's all for now." Alright." Thanks, Miss H..."Heather ended. She blinked again as Linda stripped her out of her current panties and shooed her from the room, giving her a strong jolt from her anal plug as she went. Alice giggled helplessly. Well, she was quite right about losing her panties, even if that hadn’t been exactly what she’d pictured. She smiled. It was hot thinking about her drenched panties on her boss. Those leather pants of hers would press them into her core nice and tight. The other women swept out of the dressing room, fully clothed. Ah, shall we say ‘comforts’ for fit young men, very pleasurable I’m sure, whilst the rest of the country was benefiting from their presence as fighting men.But then she’d also tell us that that there had been Russian troops in London in 1942, because her friend had seen them. She knew they were Russians apparently, because they had snow on their boots.So even my guesses could be wrong, and just because dad could do a very passable Yankee accent, and let’s face it with the number of Hollywood.