Finally, Brenda said, “We shouldn’t have done that, Bill. It was wrong.”“But you wanted it and needed it, Brenda. Now I’ll fuck you whenever...I want and you’ll cooperate.”She didn’t respond because she knew I was right.- - - - -It was two weeks later during their monthly potluck dinner when I pulled Brenda aside and whispered, “Meet me in your master bathroom in five minutes. I want a blowjob.”As I walked away, I heard her say, “I can’t get….”Five minutes later I was in their master bathroom. I was not all that desirous of forcing it down her throat because the sight of a woman gagging was not my goal in life. I was far more into shallow penetration and lots of tongue action to make things interesting in her puddle of female saliva.Veronica was a couple of years older than Susan and I because she had contracted some mysterious jungle disease whilst with her father in the South American diplomatic post assigned to him by a high-ranking person in the State Department in gratitude for. Normally I do not take part in the day-to-day running ofthe company as I am to busy doing television work. When this idea wasfirst muted about it was realised we would need additional help inEngland. It was then Mama remembered about a courier who had helped usout at home sometime ago. Tracking her down caused me quite a headache.Nobody seamed to know where she was. I resorted to asking all the coachdrivers. Two drivers who worked for Ledgers informed me she was workingfor Global and gave me. She was glad to have worn the coat. When on this last bus the streets were darker and she had seen fewer people . She had gotten so uncontrollably wet as her mind raced, with the thought of intoxicating perverted sex! She had unbutton the coat and move it up and out of the way, and had worked the tight fitting dress up to her waist so that they would not get wet from her obvious stimulation!….As her thoughts and fantasy was adding to her wetness things she had never dreamed before, and were.