It was really nice having a woman stroke my dick and after a minute I exploded with Ross blowing his wad a second later. Connie thought this was the g...eatest thing and wanted to "help" us out again. We told her we should get to watch her rub one out now. Connie agreed and said we should go to her bedroom. She dropped her pants and got on her bed and started to rub her pussy. Watching Connie rub her pussy, her breathing and moaning and smell had my cock so hard. Must have been the same for Ross. Knowing full well that the cameras were on him, Walda continuedworking. Six vials. Three drops each.One, two, three.He wiped away sweat beads forming on his forehead. More strands fellinto his vision. He pushed the soft brown strands back.Vial two now.One, two, three.The expected hiss that went with the chemical reaction followed. Thebubbles settled within the amber fluid. What would this do? He thoughtto himself.An itchy feeling could be felt at his left breast. Much as he wantedto ignore it. “If I was Marwood, I’d be quaking in my boots even more. Doyle can wreck him, too. He might not be a particular political genius, but he knows far too much to not be dangerous. And we just let him skulk away, never imagining him to be a real threat at all. As for Marwood, naming Jonah Ryan at this point will prove especially disastrous, given how corrupt that glorified man-child is. Doyle is a snowball rolling downhill, about to crush us all,” Bill Ericson asserted as well.“And what are you. . like that" If it's any consolation, I felt just the same... but it paid off all my debt and yes I still have pangs of guilt and remorse... but I don't owe all that money anymore... I've gotta tell you it's not easy"I was silent for a while, still trying to find or think of another way to handle this... nothing came to mind."Ok... ok... you'd better organize it... when?" I asked"I'll organize for you to meet her tomorrow... I'll phone you" she said.I couldn't settle, tried reading, tried.