We have all we need. Get back here. I want you to go over the schedule again."Simonds left the apartment and headed back to his car. He unconsciously ...hecked the small bottle in his pocket. It contained a dose of the DNA virus. He had spent a very surreal night choosing a new form with Quince. His boss had no intention of spending the rest of his life as a wanted drug smuggler. Quince and Simonds would split the proceeds of this final run of restricted drugs for the black market and then go. The last thing he remembered was Sarah’s eyes flashing with cold triumph as she rode him, pulling his power from him, helpless under the magic of her body squeezing him like a vice, holding him within and finally that chilling yet seductive laughter that echoed even as he collapsed. ‘It wasn’t Sarah, anymore Ada’an. The faemoré are too cruel to be thought of by the name that you identified what they were.’ ‘It was Sarah’s body that held me, my lord. Her hands branded my skin where they touched,. ”The girls eyed the seven cocks of various sizes and stages of hardness. The Viagra was having its desired effect with seven cocks sticking out nice and hard, ready for action.Brad and Jake exchanged glances of the others cock. A slight turn to be hidden, they couldn’t resist caressing the other’s shaft.“Also being the hostess, I’ll begin first,” Wendy smiled going to her knees. She began with her love. Dan’s cock was almost hard and she had to make herself stop at ten sucks. Next was Scott. “I need this blouse to be stitched. Here is the material and here is the sample blouse,” Mom said handing over the things.“I think u might have to be measured again. You have become more heavy these days,” the tailor replied.Mom and Sheela walked onto the measuring area. I was asked to wait in the stitching room. There was nobody else in the shop other than us. “Everybody might have gone home,” i thought.I could hear them talking. It wasn’t loud but i could hear each and every word clearly..