” Carol knew exactly what she was doing. My cock had gone from passive to straining as I listen to her. She continued, “As I was stroking and tal...ing to Bob, I was remembering how wonderful your cock felt in my pussy.” “How it seemed to be just a perfect fit.” “I could feel your dick rubbing against the walls of my pussy.” “Here, check it out” she said as she stood up and put one foot on the seat of her chair. I reached over and slipped a finger into her dripping wet vagina. She really was. All the gory details. And Jill, honey, I’ll know if you’re lying. So remember, the truth, the whole truth, and nothing but the truth…”More laughter echoed through the still night air. “You’re terrible,” came Jill’s stock defense, before she started spilling her guts and answering Riley’s question. A lightness in her voice suggesting the booze they’d already drunk was helping her share with a total openness she was enjoying.“Tell us your top Ten,” Riley grinned, sensing the drink and Jill’s mood. So, i was thinking about a public "concert" where men go to jerk in an arena/concert hall. Men would pay a nominal fee, women would get in free to watch or whatever :), with the money going towards a charity like prostate cancer. Companies would donate large sums and promote the event. Stages would be set up with chairs for JOI girls to hold concerts/events/joi sessions. JOI girls would take part for a nominal fee, it going, and to promote their content. You would have a schedule and could walk. You will find my work address overleaf.I have included a pre-paid ticket to Fretton with this letter, your grandfathers Tiritole Membership License and instructions on how to get here.I hope to hear from you soon.Kind regards,Ms. Emily Schultz,Private Lawyer and Secretary to Mr. George Blake. You're taken aback. You have to sit down to stop yourself from falling. Two million dollars? You haven't seen Grampa George since you were a kid. You always knew he was well-off, but you had no idea he had.