“Ready to please your mistress?” she asked again, adding the word mistress for the intended effect. Rahul nodded, “Yes ma’am… yes” he whis...ered and then stuck his tongue out. Mrs. Nair smiled, and then gently lowered her cunt on his tongue with a minute precision. “Ummmmmmmmmmmmmm” and she immediately felt the ticklish touch of his tongue on her cunt.Rahul just got enough time to adjust his tongue to the right spots, as Mrs. Nair lowered herself completely down, sitting on his face.. Yann was wearing it in brown. A guy I didn't recognize was watching Yann bend over instead of watching the instructions Yann was giving."We get a new uniform?" I asked."No." Yann laughed, standing and turning to me. "But I think everyone did get this set. Boss this is the gardener, Ian. Ian, this is Mr. Jons." G'day, sir." Ian looked up with a start - like he forgot where he was. Still, he smiled and offered his hand. He was an Aussie beauty; brown hair, streaked blond by the sun and skin. ''''no worry, we are not gay, we just want to have fun, no one needs to know''getting my pants down his cock felt back alive as we talked spooned in the bed''oh wow you such a good boy now, here lket me help you''back sliding in my asskissing my neck ''i love your ass moving back on my cock, its so cute''pounding in me as i move my ass back on his crotch , spooned offering him my wet hole drooling from his loadin the night, learning how good it is to have a top secret friend , fucking behind. Read it again: Fuck you. I've pissed inside this thing twice already. I've been stuck here for five hours. Are we gonna do this? Today?"Schneider took a few steps closer to Bob. This time, he seemed to have his flippancy switched to 'off':"Look, Bob. This isn't a dry run. This is the real thing. You can still back out. I've been waiting for this moment for almost twenty years. It's not like it's going to go away. There's always tomorrow. Piotr is practically gnawing at his Suit in E-3. He can.