But as he passed through the media contingent that waited patiently outside to press the crew members for information, declining to even recognize the...shouted questions, he was followed closely by Meiersdottir. He deliberately took a detour to the exit and then, when she still followed, abruptly turned."Madam—" he began."Col. Igwanda!" she called at the same instant.He snorted a quick laugh. "You have the advantage of me, madam," he said. "I don't—" Amanda Meiersdottir, Colonel," she. “I’m sure you’re perfectly capable of finding a place to hang your painting by yourself,” I reply, almost harshly.“Then go for dinner with me, tonight at the Citerion, just the two of us. We need to talk.”“She’ll be there, Mr Watkins. Seven?” interrupts Anya, coming around behind the desk beside me. She slides the large canvas onto the desk towards Mr Watkins, picking up the check he had placed down before. I stare at her in horror.“Miss James?” he asks, clearly appreciating that Anya is taking. She pushed the soles of her feet onto my dick and began rubbing her feet up and down, causing me to moan in utter passion, and the naughty look on her face made it more worth while. Here I was, with just my boxers, and my 18 year old cousin, rubbing her sexy feet on my cock. Naturally I began thrusting my hips forward, to meet her feet and feel it press harder against my cock.She threw her head back, and that was when I took her right foot in my hand, and put it to my face, inhaling as deep as. "Do you need some relief Dave?" I wouldn't mind some help!"She looked at Ray, "You know what you need to do cunt, now do it!"Ray got up and left the room, he came back in a minute and he had some anal lube in his hand. "Wait a minute Sarah, I didn't mean that kind of help!" Come on, we did what you wanted to do, do this for us! Ray needs a good ass fucking don't you Ray!" Yes Mistress I do!" And Lionel is just to large for Ray's tiny little ass hole!"I didn't know what to do, I didn't really.