I separated our two fighters, one in each of the offices and left the four witnesses in the sitting area and instructed them not to discuss the fight....I gave them each a legal pad and told them write it down from the beginning. I walked to the computer and saved the video from the dorm where the fight had taken place.I went in, threw a folder on the table and sat down facing Richard Jenkins Jr. I heard a knock on the door. I looked to see Jen looking in. She had on her business attire, dressed. Helen had planned with Mark to visit with the girls on Sunday at H&S. The atmosphere there would be a lot quieter and sedate, and cozy for group of them.The first person through the door at four p.m. was the Chicago Fire Marshal Inspectors Office. Lucille McCall had been sent to do a complete and comprehensive inspection of the facility with respect to safety and public health.Lucille was not accustomed to nudity, and was at first shocked at the appearance of over thirty women who were naked. Mark watched as she stripped. Though it didn’t show through the bubbling water, his cock was slowly hardening as Nancy performed her casual striptease. She tried to make it seem like it was a perfectly normal event for a married woman to come over to her gay neighbor’s house for a dip in the spa. As proud as she was of her tits, Nancy didn’t bother posing and displaying for Mark, because now she was eager to get naked and join him in the water. Using her palms she rolled the remaining material. Give it to me. Coat me with all that jizz. Shoot me baby, shoot me."One... Here is where the rubber meets the road. She stopped talking and opened her mouth. I squeezed my ass as hard as I could to prolong my ecstasy, but soon, I could hold back no longer. One long hot shot of sperm shot from me and splashed onto her face and waiting tongue. I continued pumping my cock and blew load after load of white jizz onto her face, into her mouth and onto her chest. When I was finally empty, she curled.