. and perhaps some furtively, far more to Decran at this point than it was to him. Everyone knew Ser Gregor’s reputation as it was, so they feared h...m greatly, but they had no love for the man. The more they saw of Decran, the more convinced that they were that it was the Westerlands bastard who looked out for them, not the Mountain That Rides. It was Decran that they respected and trusted ... most of them simply hoped to keep out of the Mountain’s and not anger him.The message that most of. They moved to bed, and as he lay on his back, holding her hand like he was leading her for a ballroom dance, he put the other on her bum and gently guided her to turn around on top of him in a 69 position. His erect shaft, 12 inches, was sticking out like a deep rooted tree, and his legs were open so she grabbed his balls with one hand reaching from under his thighs and with the other she tried to hold the stick in the middle in order to enjoy sucking on it while his tongue licked her pussy dry. She could see that her man was also aroused. His growing erection was nearly busting out of his shorts. A telltale wet spot now showing as a darkened area on his boxers, hinted at tasty pre-cum forming there. She needs a taste. It is HER turn. Grabbing the shorts by the elastic band, on either side of his waist, she slowly removed them, pulling them past his feet and off. “You aren’t going to need these”, she teases as she tosses them over her shoulder. He smiles. Lowering herself to her. ” She says as she pulls out a platinic coated small box full of business cards. She hands him one.” Please add my contact information’s to your phone. That should be all.” She smiles.“Welcome aboard, my sissy secretary!” ‘Wait? What!? What did she just call me? A sissy secretary?’“I didn’t mean to confuse you. Sissy is short for Social Interaction Service Syndicate. Not really the most fitting acronym for a multi-billion credit company, but it wasn’t around, when they chose that name. And the.