“That’s fine,” Spencer answers shortly. “I meant to ask you about what you said yesterday about being ready for anything.”Angela pauses half...ay with putting a bagel to her mouth and looks hard at Spencer. They lock eyes, and she stares hard for a moment before saying, “Are you sure you want to really know what is going on here?”“I was sent here to investigate, and it is my job, Angela,” he says with sternness in his voice. “So if there is something you’re holding back you need to let me. She moaned harder and caressed Angad’s hair while pulling his head towards her pussy.Angad knew that his innocent little secretary was ready for the next level. He had an evil smile on his face as he got up, relieving Swati’s pussy for a minute. But Swati knew that her pussy wouldn’t be free for a long time.It will get harder for her love hole, thought Swati as she saw the huge bulge inside Angad’s boxers. Angad looked at Swati, checking out his bulge. He was excited. With a flash, he pulled. He’ll be the one keeping an eye on you.”“Ma’am,” I said curtly, keeping my left hand on my right forearm. I didn’t want to come off as a dick or as trying too hard to please her. Kissing the Lass Kicker’s ass when she’s in a bad mood didn’t seem wise.“Clive?” she asked with a raised eyebrow.“I didn’t choose it, ma’am.”“What’s your background?” This was better.“Muay Thai, Taekwondo, and Soo Bahk Doh,” I responded flatly.“Well shit, Trip, you. She's face down now, working on skin cancer.”“Oh, that's okay, it didn't bother me.” Hell no, I got to watch you grind your package into her ass groove.“She's such a tease,” Mark said. “One of these days it's gonna get her in trouble.”What did he mean by that? “Oh, yeah.”Mark changed gears. “I'm sorry about yesterday.” I waited for more because I didn't know if my neighbor regretted letting me give him head or raping my virgin ass or the whole thing altogether. He continued, “I remember the.