About an hour later, while I was in bed reading, my phone rang; it was Bob.He asked if I would mind if he could bring a young guy to his room. He adde... I could even watch as he had sex with that sweet piece of pussy.I was a bit shocked by his offer; I had not come to Chicago just to watch my own handsome Boss fucking a young guy. But I laughed on the phone and told him it was fine for me. Then Bob said they were in the lobby and they would be upstairs in five minutes.Ten minutes later I heard. ..and that’s it. It doesn’t move. The Biladi women enter right when the four corner statues begin to move. Smoother and quicker than their golem counterpart. They are also more vulnerable, two of Miso’s arrows quickly sticking out of one. The boys and I move to engage. Exchanging blows with two of the statues. “Help them.” I order. Pointing at the cat women. Priyala fires a bolt of force at one bronze guard. Knocking him to his back. The statue noticeably having trouble standing back up. One of. As I rose I remember thinking that if she couldn’t see the erection she must be blind. When I leaned forward to clasp her in my arms I made sure that my hips were far enough back so that she wouldn’t feel my erection. The hug lasted for about 30 seconds and just as she loosened her grip I very carefully pushed my hips forward so that she could feel my erection glancing off her crotch.There was silence as we both sat down in our original positions and I could see she was blushing. Then I thanked. Lemons?’ ‘Fabric softener.’ I croaked. ‘Aren’t you hungry? The eggs are getting cold.’ My hands reached for the plates again. It happened so quickly, I never would figure out how I didn’t fall over. He spun me around, his left hand at the small of my back, pressing me to him. His right hand held the side of my neck. ‘I want a proper morning kiss.’ His lips were on mine. Soft and insistent. A small whimper escaped me and my lips parted slightly. My arms didn’t know what to do, they hung lifeless.