Nonetheless, I avoided looking at her for the rest of the meeting and there wasn't any recurrence of the behavior.Later that day, I walked to the Men'... room. Of course, Mo was with me, about ready to enter the Ladies' room. I looked at her ass as she opened the door and she froze in mid-step. I quickly said, "Hi, Mo!" to her and she continued into the Ladies' room.I made a "working hypothesis" that this behavior that I noticed about her happens when I look at either her breasts or her ass. No. “No, I don’t,” I replied as Nick zoomed in on his shoes. I could clearly make out buckles on the mystery man’s shoes. “Find the man with the buckle on his shoes, Dante. He’s got something to do with this. The hit story is bullshit. No fucking way the Russians would dare to fuck with Leo. It’d mean all-out war. A war the Russians know they have no fucking chance of winning. Something is up, and a lot of people are going to end up dead.” “Thanks, Nicky. You're right; it’s been way too quiet. “We hunt toys.”“You don’t have to do this. My family has money--they can pay you.” I spoke quickly. “Really, I can call them.”“Liar, you literally live next door to us,” the woman rolled her eyes. “Besides,” she stroked my inner thigh, “Don’t you want us to play with you?” Her hand passed over my cock. She squeezed it.I moaned and bucked my hips into her hand. “F-fuck,” I gasped.“See?” she whispered, “You like us. You want us, don’t you? Tell us what you want.” Her voice was silk across my. I could see myself in an adjacent vanity mirror, and I was holding her hips, she was on her knees, I had my belly against her ass cheeks, and I was laughing like hell at myself in that mirror from the good feeling it was giving me to ram her bun that way.All the while Higgie was in front of her on his knees, his back against the headboard, and he had his cock in her mouth. She was on her elbows and had her neck strained and was gobbling his pork, her eyes closed and tears flowing from them. And.