‘No,’ he replied, economising on truth. ‘You want to pull down your pants and show me your ass?’ Nicky asked, quite matter-of-factly. John was...momentarily taken aback. Ironically, that was the very question he had longed to ask her, but hardly dared to. ‘Shouldn’t we have a drink first, perhaps, Nicky?’ he tentatively suggested. She produced another photograph from the case, continuing: ‘Only… I wanted to compare it to this one.’ John peered into the gaping chasm of his undoing — a hidden cam. So, just think it over and…”“Okay,” said Violet, not even letting him finish.“I promise I won’t be anything but a help, and if I get too much I’ll… “Charles, I said okay. I love the idea. I truthfully have had times over the past couple of weeks when I’ve doubted if I’ll be able to survive. You’re in.”While Charles was gathering up things from his apartment, Violet cleaned out the dresser and the closet in the guest room. By the end of the weekend, he was moved in and Monday morning found. I kissed all over her nipples. I sucked with a great passion. She kept her hands over my head and pushed my head to and fro from her nipples with a rhythm.I slowly removed her lower wear. Her hairy pussy was smelling good with the taste of oozing juices. I fingered her pussy. I kept my tongue over her lips of her pussy and licked it. She moaned in pleasure. She was rubbing her breast and closed her eyes and feeling my movements over her body. I licked very violently for nearly 10 minutes. I. I guess I couldn't blame him; he was a pretty high-profile target. As for the photos, the 'boy' in the pictures had been a twenty-three year old escort who lived in Prague, and Ceres could prove it. He had hired a thief to steal the painting. The reason he was selling his beautiful estate was that he wanted to retire, and he had a huge plantation in Costa Rica already set up to receive him. He had taken his company public seven years prior, and now the other stockholders were buying him out..