Her wrists had been cuffed behind her back and then pulled up toward the ceiling, so she was forced to lean forward. The position was awkward at best ...nd left little room to struggle. She could pull at her cuffed ankles tied to the brass foot railing, but it did no good.The warm prickling between her legs was growing more intense. She could feel it inflaming her clit, making it more sensitive. She squirmed about, trying to get some sort of relief, but, bound as she was, she couldn't. She. Above all she was extending you an invitation to become her mistress if you were at all attracted to her in that way." Joyce told me."How could that possibly work, Charlie is her master and I would become a rival for her affections." Not at all," Joyce informed me. "She will be with Charlie most of the time. I get the impression from things he said when he stayed with us; he is thinking of following in his father's footsteps for a time at any rate and will become a soldier." What difference. ... I want to feel it, taste it, I want you tocum in my mouth, so don't hold back let it happen."With my cock buried deep within her mouth I felt it start at the tipof my toes, my body shivered my breathing stopped momentarily as Ifelt the pressure build. "Ooooh fuck!" I screamed it wasn't a whimperit was a scream her salivating mouth slid up and down my cock herhands caressed my balls as they convulsed. "Fuck... Fuck Jesus I'mgoing to cum." I grabbed her head in both hands to try and slow. What I want from you is honest advice about what you would do as an accountant if it were your decision. What I do with that advice, follow it, ignore it, do the opposite, is no concern of yours. Reasons of state may demand a less cost-effective answer than you recommend." May I ask how, sir?" Derek essayed, tentatively."Well, if you say scrap the Concorde, I will. If you say change the Airbus fleet to Boeings, I won't. In the first case, nobody minds, and the British might welcome not having.