Andy’s warnings had slipped out of his mind, and when he got a message that Rotkoff wanted a meeting, the memory revived, leaving him feeling profou...dly uneasy. It was at the very end of December, when Christmas was over and the New Year celebrations a couple of days away. The office was very quiet and Philip had gone down to the reference Library to catch up on some essential reading. Joan was off or a couple of days and Laura was manning the office when the phone rang. ‘Hello, Philip. He flipped his head high, his balls beginning to churn up a new load of cum for the horny girls. He dropped his head, allowing Patti to scratch his forehead as Betsy slobbered spit all over his cock.Betsy was in her glory. She soaked his prickshaft and balls with her drool, greasing his cock for her tight narrow asshole. "Gonna get you nice and wet for my hole," she mumbled, kissing and licking Tiny's growing cock. "Nice and wet."Patti could hardly believe it. Betsy, her shy friend, was. That moment kinda got me excited and I took the courage and asked if the loungers next to them are free. She said yes of course they are free, so we sat there next to them. I introduced myself and my girlfriend did the same. They were nice looking couple in mid 30's and we were around 25 that time. I think my girlfriend was not really happy that we set next to woman that was topless but she didn't complain. So we started talking with them, they said they were from England and were traveling. Dad let the ladies continue and asked me about Gordy. I told him about Gordy's unhappiness at the uni and my advice. I also told him about Gerri."So you are acting the nungungi," he noted."Only with folks I know. It doesn't seem to work casually."A waiter appeared with menus. But the ordering seemed to be quite straightforward: Rachel ordered the spatchcock [young chicken or poussin], Winnie ordered the house risotto, and both Dad and I ordered the lamb rump."And Gerri's sister?" Oh, she's.