"And would this be a local arrangement or are we talking about importation?"Importation! As if, Harry thought. It would be quite a while before anyone...in the UK could afford the luxury of importing product. One thing the credit crunch had fucked up for Clegg's business was the home market. Still at least the falling pound was helping to keep export sales up. He shook his head. "No," he said, "Norfolk."Reg's face looked gloomy, evidently disappointed that the job did not involve some travel to. He started kissing my neck and then began sucking my nipples. I think he was about to go down on me but I told him to stop fucking around and get his cock in me. He tore open a box of condoms and covered his hard dick. He was average size, with a larger than average head, but it was all over shadowed by his belly so the visual excitement just wasn’t there for me.He plunged his cock into my pussy and began to go to town. For a big boy he had quite the stamina actually. My wine was still. “Please forgive me,” the girl begged, almost in tears.“It’s my fault,” I replied. “I should have realized that you weren’t experienced,” I said as I gently cupped her quivering chin. “Do you want to try again?” I asked. The lady next to her whispered for several seconds before the girl nodded to me and tried again.“Much better,” I complimented, earning a huge grin. “I think it’s clean enough now,” I told her a couple minutes later. She beamed as I helped her stand up.Her mother had moved enough. “What’s your name, bitch?” I asked her now, noticing that she was a reasonably pretty blonde woman in her late twenties, but was very upset at how sexy things had become.“I’m ... Jenny ... sorry, I didn’t mean to get all ... crazy and stuff. I just ... I just got mad because my boyfriend admitted to having a crush on Sonja. I dumped him, but now I just feel silly. I should have invited Sonja to join us in bed, not broken up with Greg. Now all I want to do is fuck and get fucked! I want to run.