"You like it Ceri?" Sara asked as she arrived silently behind her.Did she like it? Ceri liked it very much. This was no cheap budget room."Open the ch...mpagne, Ceri. I think we could both use a drink."Sara turned to sit on the sofa as Ceri poured the Moet, bringing Sara a glass.Sara smiled, as she took a sip."Ceri, could you do me a favour, please. Help me get my boots off?"Ceri could barely refuse, even if she wanted to. She knelt as Sara presented her boots to her. Ceri unzipped the long. I rubbed his cock on my cheek and around my face like a street whore getting her daily meal. After a few times, I opened my mouth and engulfed the head without even so much as a warning. I sucked that head for all it was worth. I sucked in, taking as much of the shaft as I possibly could. "I love your cock!" I said uncontrollably. "Do they make them like this anymore?" He stood silent breathing heavily as I continued to pay homage to his member with my pouting lips and soft hands. I stroked and. "And," Tanya continued the sentence for him, "I thought that, since I've proven that I can survive being run through lengthwise with an inch wide barbecue skewer, I can maybe talk you into, um, using me for some, uh, target practice? There! I said it!"She sat back, waiting for his answer, nervously chewing on her lower lip. Frank's dick showed how he felt. Tanya watched as it seemed to grow another inch or two as he thought about it. "Whoa, honey!" she exclaimed, reaching out and gripping it. They had been waiting for us to ask. I decided to keep my suspicions to myself and play it straight. Besides I was freezing my ass off in the corridors.Debbie and her team were assembled in a conference room. No PowerPoint. An excellent start. Debbie went on, as earnest as all get out. They needed to come up with something for us that: * Kept the experiment of the body stockings intact - That is, adding no untested variables * Used what they already had here. Running up new costs .