Jock had the sense to realise that Alan had things on his mind and excused himself and left. He was right of course, Alan did have things on his mind....He knew that Bradley wasn’t finalising any plans. Bradley was enjoying himself with his wife, Dawn. * It was almost three o’clock when Bradley entered his room. Dawn was sat on a two seater settee by the window. The large double bed loomed large in front of her. He took off his jacket and hung it up. “Would you like a drink?” he asked.She shook. And when You stroked my hair and murmured, “Such a good girl,” I think You must have seen one sweet tear running down my cheek.So I was a little shocked when, without another word, You walked past me and into the kitchen. But I remained in place, perfectly happy to do so, and in a couple of minutes the smell of bacon and eggs and - oh god, yes - coffee was making my stomach rumble so loudly that I thought You must be able to hear it in the kitchen.A little while later You reappeared, carrying. Peter was in the car and well away as the Arab sank to the pavement clutching the wound. As they drove, they heard the news on the car radio. ‘Gang wars erupt in Sydney.’ ‘Two Middle Eastern horse racing identities who arrived just a few days ago to purchase a mysterious mare are both dead. Some well-known criminal identities died of a drug overdose in the toilets of a notorious nightclub. ‘As well, several bodies were in the destroyed home of the crime baron Dingo Ryan. Their manner of death. Then Steph wanted to know what I thought about her and her friends shaved pussies, now that's it's done, and do I like my cock shaved? You probably guessed that the way the questions and answers were going, I was getting horny and very hard. I did admit that I really loved the bare pussies and it felt really different to be shaved, but I'm not sure I'm going to keep it that way.Steph leaned forward and took the precum that was leaking out of my cock on her finger and licked it off. Then she.