“You 5:00 appointment is here, Alec. I’ll lock the door and put up the ‘closed’ sign’ on my way out. “Thanks Maggie,” he said with a sof... smile. “What does this one look like?” His assistant gave him a wry grin. “You’ll be pleased to know that she’s quite pretty and a lot nervous. No doubt you’ll use your charm to calm her down.” “I’m glad to know you think I have charm,” he told her as he put his personal photo album back in his bottom drawer and stood. “I hope this is an easy one,” he said as. Two days should be enough to get into the general area; one more day to find the target and locate a fire point to use, and estimate the distance for a fire arrow to travel in the dark, to match what his archers could manage on a regular basis. He hoped all the leaders would be together in the one tent, and that the hide tent coverings would burn; they would certainly smoke and stink from a fire arrow, and if the stitching was finished with pitch or resin as waterproofing, it could burn more. I could let you have a copy for a good blow job."Marge's eyes popped open wide and her mouth dropped open."Oh, yeah, Marge; your big mouth is just the right size to suck my cock. How about after the class dinner tomorrow night? My motorhome is parked at the fairgrounds... figure out a way to tell Press you'll be gone all night."Another old friend, Ken, saw the angry woman's attempted swing at Don's face and started to intervene. It was obvious that Marge's effort was avoided, so he sat back in. Stand up slut. I stood and she manhandled me toward the bed, pushing my flat on my stomach, my cock crushed into the bed under my weight. I felt her nails on my back, on my ass, down my legs. She laughed a little as she scratched me. I then felt her nails grabbing the stockings on my legs. That's better isn't it slut? now you look like the cheap slut you are you cheap street walking whore. She lay next to me, one of her hands snaked under me and I lay on my stomach, her arm was around my.