When Michael felt her breathing and heart rate slow down he continued, “Reach back with your hand and feel what your hot little body is doing to me,...�� he told her and as she did he added, “Don’t get any ideas about squeezing thought, I promise you won’t like me if you do.”Silk did as he asked and reached back to cup his cock in her hand. She found him raging hard, so hard she could feel his heartbeat. She smiled to herself but said nothing. “You like that don’t you slut?” Michael asked her, when. I didn't let her cum though. Because I knew what was coming.We watched a couple more that weren't as interesting, and drank a bit more and put most of our clothes back on in anticipation of the "repair guy's" arrival. The way Nikki was touching and kissing me and moving her body, I could tell she was still super horny from our playtime, and dying for more. She was NOT looking forward to the "repair guy" interrupting our fun. Little did she know!The doorbell rang. 4:30pm. I got up and opened the. She turned, caught a glimpse of a single green tentacle and then,catching her heel in the steel grating of the gangway, fell backwards onthe steel platform, knocking the breath from her body, and letting herclipboard spin from her grasp. Before she could scream the beast was upon her. One tentacle pinionedher wrists above her head, another snaked across her face, the rim of asucker encircling her lips in an obscene alien kiss. As she gasped to breathe,a fleshy proboscis erupted from the centre. There were letters in that bag that implicate leading officials in the Viceroy’s government. Your friend Melrose is among them; that Judge, too. Suffice to say, they schemed to have those hapless men convicted to incite disenchantment among Irish officers and men. It was a plot, and the French must be behind it.”“Shall we sail for London, Sir?”“That’s a thought. However, what I gleaned from the letters is that the Viceroy is not party to the conspiracy. To go to London with our discovery would.