I positioned it on the sink counter and wall covering it most up with my shirt to record.I joined Monica. We kissed and I grabbed her ass with both my...hands. I squeezed her cheeks picking her up and pressing her body up against the wall. I juggled her into position and then lowered down onto my cock. Monica squawked as I penetrated into her. She bounced up and down on me. Even though it was intense, my arms were giving out just like my back. My cock had slipped out and I lowered her to the. Oh boy. "Um, Maddie, mind if we switch drinks?" I deftly exchanged my cup for hers before she could say a word, then handed her my food platter. "Here, try some of the meatballs. They're amazing!"So went the rest of the night. I think I managed to intercept (without being overbearing, mind you) about half of all the alcohol she was going to pour down the hatch. Yes, she was a minor, but I could care less about that. If we were in France, it wouldn't even be an issue. My main concern was to. He had a very sensible box of Triscuits, some Laughing Cow and a couple of pears, plus assorted bottled drinks. He handed me the box to open, while he deftly quartered and cored the pears. I asked if he preferred processed cheese over Brie or Gouda. Naturally, he was familiar and we fell into a discussion. I liked that a man, with a chauffeur driven Mercedes, would choose to eat food sold at Walmart, even though he knew the alternatives.Our conversation drifted easily until we arrived. He, not. ’ I’d returned to Lauren’s home late that night and found Frank in our ‘office’ poring over his laptop. Our company, run by our boss Carl, provided security for Lauren including bodyguarding or close protection as we call it. We also look after her company from a security point of view. ‘Just what I wanted on a Saturday night.’ ‘Otto Ferman was abducted late yesterday.’ Frank never wasted words. Otto Ferman was the Chief Finance Officer of Lauren’s company. ‘What?’ ‘He left the office at about.