That sort of thing." Fine. Well I guess we'll take a bit of time, let you see how I put Mr Clegg's products to use and so on." Fine by me. Where do we...start?" Oh, right here I think. Do you fancy a drink?"I certainly did. It was pretty hot and, although the deck was shaded, the white sands in front of the villa seemed to be throwing heat at the building. I was happy to accept his offer. He pressed a button on the wall beside the couch. Moments later a slight, Chinese girl appeared, her slim. She moved her hand from side to side. She stretched her arm. Nothing! Her eyes grudgingly opened in slits only to see brown fabric. Blinking away the sleep, she stared at the back of the living room couch. As she became more alert, memories of the previous day filled her mind.Noises from the kitchen that had awoken her continued to waft into the living room. She huddled on the couch afraid to look at Leon, or be seen by him."If you want to eat, come to the table," Leon said in his no-nonsense. Without warning you jam my cock all the way to the back of your throat gagging on the cock, your saliva flowing over my balls lubricating your finger that is still buried deep in my ass playing with my prostate. You motion for me to move off the couth on to the floor, where you quickly plant your pussy on my face forcing my tongue on your clit. Your pussy is sloppy wet with your cum flowing freely; I slowly started to run my tongue along your pussy lips, as you let out a long low moan of. Sgt. Bob Tomlinson, "I have a 3:00 PM appointment." Certainly, Mr. Anderson. I see if he is available." She called and Tomlinson said that he would be right out.Tomlinson showed up before Hal could get comfortable. Hal stood and the two men shook hands. They were on a "Hal and Bob" level before they reached Bob's desk. Hal did a mind-scan on Bob as they were walking so that he wouldn't commit some stupid error because he was not really a man; however, Hal was satisfied by the time they got to.