Even though her breathing grew rapid and her moans almost made it hard for her to talk, Paula would continually moan and tell Bill that she wished thi... was his hard cock driving inside her pussy instead of her fingers.As soon as Paula had helped herself get off, she straightened her clothes up as well and they made their way on to their destination for the business trip.At the hotel, Bill and Paula showered together and he was all over her there under the cascading hot water from the shower. The rest of the crew were at the kitchen table, listening to the conversation that had been captured with the device.“ ... Using my superior intellect, I was able to deduce where you were, so it was only a matter of time. In fact, I was just getting ready to send the next thug in, when you saved me the bother...”Frank stopped the recording when he noticed me at the doorway. “Good work - you’ve managed to get from him the confession that we need. Linked with the other evidence we’ve gathered. That afternoon, she seemed to drink a lot of tea – at least four cups – and not once did she go to the toilet. She must have been bursting because I was. Finally, she excused herself to go for what she called a tinkle. Leaving the door open I noticed she used the toilet nearby and again left the door open – although I could not see a thing. But then I heard her cascading a heavy stream of piss into the bowl. Then it suddenly stopped. She still did not come back. Then I heard a moaning very. “Froggy said to imagine they’re sitting on toilets.”“That’s a lot of toilets.”“Well, Trish nixed that one anyway.”“Good. Now think back — what are you to focus on?”“Oh. Right. They’ll only be looking at me for a moment. As soon as I say ‘Hello,’ you kill the lights and the Keynote begins.”“Very good, Birdie. You won’t have time to be nervous. Once the first slide goes up on the screen, everyone will be looking at that.”Ms. Sloane may be the Brains of the Outfit, but I quickly induced her.