’ I flicked it open and read the first page aloud. ‘Dear Brothers and Sisters in Faith’ it began. ‘Here begins the story of my pilgrimage to t...e sacred mahogany mountains of Cyrai, from my modest birthplace in a barracks in the Valley of Wyv.’ I continued reading it aloud for a few more minutes, but then I stopped reading as both of our ears twitched at the sound of something coming from the pile of bodies. We both listened for a few moments and then we went over to investigate. A couple of. The guy could cum in his pants I guessed but I wasn’t prepared to allow such a selfish conclusion. If I was party to his weird masturbation then I was determined to get some enjoyment too.To this end I winked at my newly acquired and smelly girlfriend, and with a struggle turned to face the “by proxy” masturbator. His face fell as I robbed him of the “anvil” that was my ass upon which the “hammer” of his cock had been falling but his face returned to normal as he felt my gloved hand grasp at. Halfway back she stopped crying and leaned over, holding tightly to my arm. I figured I had really fucked up my buddy's life. I tried to not think about how much I wanted to fuck Heather. When we got back I took Heather inside. I showed her the room and went to the couch. I intended to behave and sleep on the couch, so I lay down and closed my eyes. After a few minutes I heard Heather clear her throat. I looked up and she was standing in the doorway. She looked unbelievably sexy. Wearing boy. This was Abdul Quddus's first public appearance in over a decade. His handshake was an incredible honor, and it completely changed the political landscape around me.My secretary buzzed me out of my daydream. Abigail had appeared on time in my outer office. I ordered that she be sent in. Abigail walked into my office meekly, wearing a full burqa, her face completely covered. She approached to within the required four meters, and then knelt and waited.I was brusque and efficient with her. I.