“These investors have pretty much kept them busy but nothing too damaging compared to some of the others. But for something this venturous they must...have found a really big investor.”“I guess there is only one big enough for that job,” she murmurs.“I hope you cashed in those investments of your own,” Spencer says sounding hopeful. “Not only are you going to lose out, but you’ll have only contributed.”“Don’t remind me,” she says gruffly. “And yes, I called my investor on the way home.”“It clicks. Marshall cupped it in his larger hand, eyeing it rather clinically, but, she noticed, in no hurry to let go. “And I seriously doubt you do blue-collar work. Your hands are too nice to be around slicers or machine-shop gear. That’s the wild answer.” She smiled again. Her hand felt good nestled in his callused palm. He made no attempt to hold her hand, simply letting it rest in his. She reluctantly moved it back. “So,” said Marshall. “We’ve knocked out the high- and low-end occupations.” He. And fucking get a hand down my pants. I've been waiting for you for days."Justin ran his hand down her belly and found a way to slip his hand under the robe. He caressed the skin of her stomach, then pushed a hand down inside Wednesday's bikini bottoms."Ohh yes. Do you feel that? That's my pussy saying a big wet 'Hello.' Push it in a little more. Yesss. That feels incredible."Justin could hear the breathing of his friends and the girls in the room changing. Everyone was getting pretty cranked. He was able to suck Tonya's balls so much deeper this way. Tonya's cock just hung there, right over Julian's face, as she gyrated her hips. He could smell the musky sweet smell of Tonya's sex. Julian swished, sucked and massaged Tonya's balls with his tongue. This was really turning Tonya on. Her tool was hardening and Julian was getting excited to taste it. Tonya kept gyrating her hips. Julian sucked Tonya in deep and reached his tongue out behind Tonya's sack and gently began to apply tongue.