It was confirmed. Whatever this was, it was co-ordinated. Red could obviously see the relief in his eyes. 'It's okay,' she said with a conspiratorial ...mile. 'I changed the sign on the door - no one else is coming in. Let it go, Shane. It's boiling up, right? You're ready to spill? Ready to empty your balls right down her throat?' 'Oh yes, oh God yes.' 'Then do it.' Her voice was husky, thick with filth. 'Make her fucking drink it.' Shane obeyed the prompting instantly. With one hand he grabbed. Then Monica pulled away from him, working his cock with her hand but freeing her mouth to speak. ‘We’re almost ready to go, but I need to be able to talk with Casey for a few minutes while we still have the room. Would you mind?’ Tori’s eyes lit up. ‘Of course, mistress,’ she said with confident joy, and gratefully took up Monica’s spot between Casey’s legs. Her eyes met with her new dominant’s for just a moment before she opened her mouth for him, sliding down on his glorious cock. She gave. For only a second I was tempted to use my switches on them and find out, but a sudden twinge between my eyes changed my mind."Nick was just leaving," Shanna told her twin, and shuffled me out the door. Outside in the cold, we kissed for a few minutes, holding each other tight, before she asked, "So what do you think of my headache cure?" It worked better than you could know," I told her. Someone walked their dog by us, and from the way they smiled, I knew we must look like a couple. Thinking of. Of sorts, anyway ... and he had savings and investments as a result of carefully watching his spending throughout his career; the career which had been his life. No ... finance wouldn't be a big problem. There was Grandad's house, so he'd have somewhere to live, but ... what about that Delia Cooper. He couldn't just ask her to leave, but, share the house with an attractive, young, married, woman? And what would he do with his life? Who would employ a one-legged former soldier? One whose.