”“Holy shit, W,” he said excitedly, “I didn’t know. I was told it was for a rescue attempt for some rich Arab.” He leaned in and spoke sof...ly. “Everything was done through an intermediary. I never met the client and have no idea who it was.”“Who was the intermediary?” I asked firmly.“The Gasman,” Finn answered, looking around to ensure that he wasn’t overheard. “He’s here in London. But I swear to you, W, I didn’t know it was for a snatch. I thought it was a rescue.”“If you’re lying to me...” I. I slid my hand around her back, found the clasps, and slipped them free, thankfully without an embarrassing struggle. Moving my hand back to her front, I found the bottom edge of her bra and lifted it away. My palm found her firm, young breast, heavy and warm against my hand."So soft..." I murmured. Erin sighed -- almost a moan -- in response. I could feel her nipple rising, stiffening. I stroked it with a fingertip and felt it respond.It was around this time that something began to nag at me. " Well why don't you join me the weekend after next and we'll sort themout for good and all," Val replied. "I've found this group who dealswith the type of problems we have, it's hellish expensive but not nearlywhat we'd lose in a divorce court." What do they do?" Sally wanted to know."Well to be perfectly honest, I don't know exactly. Do you know MayBurton? She told me told me about it and I've arranged to take Billthe weekend after next, why don't you come along and see, they guaranteeto. Well with my ass dripping with hot cum I cleaned myself up by fingering my own ass and licking the cum off it it was hot and salty but nice we went back into the shop after saying our good byes he left and I could think about was getting my cock stuck up the old man's wet man cunt, I was not waiting long before I left work and on my way to the pub to my old man and to his small cock.As I entered the pub the old man was there asking me how my day had been I told him in every detail how I got.