The sun had just been dawning when he had stammered out an invitation for some coffee and to his surprise she had agreed. His favourite spot to watch ...he sunrise, he had told her, was sitting on the jutting stone gargoyles of the Woolworth building. She had joined him and soon they were watching the sunrise sipping venti Americanos sixty meters off the ground.They had chatted, post combat small talk, when he had noticed that her hand was shaking. Peter had taken it and looked into her eyes. The. Then he bursts.“Shit...” he gasps. Several blasts of hot cum follow to flow right into her mouth as her hand continues to milk it from his member.After the pulsations subside, Judy makes one last upstroke with a tight grip and sucks out the last, little bit. Her lips leave the tip, leaving no sign that an orgasm even took place. He glances at Victoria, but she remains the same way she has throughout.Judy straightens up. “I think we need to get to the bungalow,” she says. “I’m fucking wet and. Now, about this contract," Gary continued."Yes, Sir," Elaine responded, this time more quickly, trying to keep up with him."Remember it's symbolic. It's a 'statement of intent' rather than a bona fide contract." I understand Sir," Elaine sent. "I mean, thank you. I don't have any issues with it. I like it and I'd be happy to sign it." If?" he asked, leaving the word hanging."...If I was sure 'the lifestyle' was right for me." Sometimes she felt certain, while at other times she questioned. What that buffoon on the moon said was right, and I knew that as soon as he said it." You did better than me then," I said softly. "Took me a year to twig. And someone else had to beat it into me."She smiled slightly. "Maybe. I think, for me, it's just a posting like any other, and I'll get out. Hopefully. Eventually." Phew," I muttered. "Hope that's true for me then."She nodded but didn't say anything. I guessed she was trying to work out what to say next. She obviously had something she.