The inside was itself ornately decorated with facades of bright colours depicting ancient Pharaohs and Gods, decorations of Gold and silver and expens...ve wares lining the hallways, leaving no one in doubt this was the house of the Pharaoh. The palace itself could be considered a city, with thousands of servants, guards and Royal officials all tending to their various duties in service of the Kingdom and its royal family.In the eastern corner of the palace, were the apartments of the Queen. Right now I'm busy trying to sort through my mother's papers. I don't know what made me think about them this afternoon; I suddenly remembered that I never did this after she died."John could see that the contents of both of the boxes had been emptied out onto the living room floor and that Katie was throwing most of it back into one of them. The rest she was placing in piles on the floor in front of her. She appeared to be almost finished."I'm going to open a beer; do you want anything?" That. It was an important client, and we really needed the contract. I hadn’t met Mr. Grant face to face yet, and I wanted to make a good impression so I took a little extra time with my appearance, hence the rush. I was in a little black number that hugged every curve, with strappy black sandals adorning my feet. I had left my glossy brown hair down around my shoulders and finished the look with a little mascara and some lip gloss. The elevator was fairly crowded and I flashed a quick smile of. My cock bobbed up and down with my heartbeat and her slow stroking. It seems that I saw this in slow motion but I'm sure it only took a few seconds. With her free hand, she placed my hand on her hand wrapped tightly around my cock. My hand started picking up the stroke speed as she announced "I'm going to remove my hand and you must continue the motion. Keep it going. That's it. Don't that feel good?" she asked as her hand slipped out from around my cock. My hand had picked up the motion.