How can he... ?" I can't tell yew 'ow 'e knows, jus' that 'e knows. An' 'alno knows. An'..." Bessa hesitated."What? What is it?"Bessa sighed. "'alno k...ows 'bout yew and ... that yew don't like girls."Marris' eyes widened. He uttered a sigh and slumped against the wall. "No, that can't be right. He would have terminated me." Norlan don't want yew sacked 'cause 'e wants t' know wot this other Ambassador's up to. Yer bein' watched, Marris." You mean just now in the corridor, when I thought--" That. At least, she supposed in his mind he did, but not in hers. All the while that night, throughout that long night of sexual gamesmanship she’d suffered, but she’d survived. Moreover, she not only survived; she’d thrived, for she’d made a discovery, a great discovery. For some ungodly inexplicable reason she’d come to realize why she’d never been able to put Colton aside, why she’d never been able to close the book on a man she knew only as a decent lover but a dyed in the wool loser. She saw it,. A moment later, Josie approached me with a big smile. “You were fantastic!” she gushed. She then discreetly pressed a stack of money into my hands. I looked at her in surprise.“How much is this?” Josie grinned and told me the total.“I kept ten percent. Is that okay with you?” I nodded affirmatively and we hugged.“I figured that’s fair since I’m now a madam,” she said laughing. I nodded and quickly slipped the wad of cash into my purse as handsome in the grey suit approached.“Am I. After last night, I don't think I'll ever have to worry about Mr. Happy being lonely." Would you mind if I put Mr. Happy in my pussy?" Susan asked."I thought you would never ask," I said as I pulled her up to my face and kissed her. She straddled me and positioned my cock at her opening. She was dripping and she slid down my shaft.She moaned and just sat there. She then began her milking motion. Except for the fact she was sitting on me, you wouldn't know anyone was awake. It was amazing what.