We made small talk and during the conversation, I noticed Mansi taking in huge mouthfuls of wine whereas I sipped on my beer. I could she was nervous ...bout what was to come.‘Could we not do anal?’, Mansi asked.‘That was part if our deal, wasn’t it?’‘Yes, it was.’ And she took huge mouthfuls of wine. By the time I was halfway through my beer, Mansi had nearly finished the first bottle.‘Mansi, I have another bottle of wine. Shall I open it?’‘No, not now.’ I knew that the time was right. I walked. "Debby, get up to where Brad is and watch for weapons. No one with a weapon is to pass our middle door without dropping it. Shout to warn if you need to, but do not let anyone past that point with a weapon."The girl nodded gravely and strode forward, her armor moving smoothly.At first there was no movement in the hallway. Yvette and I watched the monitors and listened for sounds, but other than the occasional short burst of gunfire the hallways remained quiet. I was about to ask the AI for. . going... on?” Quentin was suddenly awake. Melissa felt his hand touch her head. “Ohh... that’s very nice...” he murmured drowsily. He came quickly to full erection as Melissa continued her ministrations. “Oh lovely... lovely... mmmm... lovely...” Melissa continued to suck for about a minute or more. How marvellous to know that she was doing this voluntarily! That she could stop whenever she liked! Do whatever she liked! Melissa stopped. Then she moved and straddled Quentin, facing him,. “I gathered you met the character you mentioned because of your work with the refugee people... “He didn’t finish, she burst into tears and almost fell into his embrace. He stroked her hair and, although not making a comment, reached for her tits that were soft and unrestrained, meaning she was braless. For a couple of minutes he softly massaged them while she gripped him, almost as though he would vanish; finally between sobs she told him of her pain. “I ... I did meet a man, he was from Sudan.