I was sitting in the company break room chatting with a woman friend, Roxanne about what a hell Sylvia was making of my life. Much to my chagrin Roxan...e took her side. "She's just going through a tough time right now", she said.I retorted hotly, "Good God! You women have got it easy! I can't get this fat asshole bitch to leave me alone and now you're all going to gang up on me for not going along with it!" As Roxanne began to reply she glanced over my shoulder and gasped. Her eyes got big and. The airship appeared to be suckling on the cathedral's tit. It was a coarse thought but a justified one, I felt, and while it gave me some momentary amusement, I still considered the effect inappropriate.Adding the airship mooring facilities to the City's grandest building had provoked outrage when first proposed. In the end, though, the promise of improved communications for those that run our trade and commerce won out over the voices of those that felt such a proposal was offensive to. She stepped out of it. She removed her lacy white panties and threw them at me. I sniffed her cotton crotch. Her pussy had a lovely scent. I couldn’t wait to enter her sweet cunt. Jill got on the bed on her hands and knees near the edge of the bed. I spread her brown rose and tongued at her asshole. While I tongue fucked her sweet asshole, she played with her sweet pussy. She was very wet while she finger-fucked herself. I pushed my cock inside of her sweet and very wet cunt. I couldn’t believe. F. Harmony, Io. I need some Chicago pizza.’I: ‘Jeff Harmony, the Chicago fund manager?’A: ‘Yup. I think we need some sneaky human input on the markets, Io. And I don’t think you nor I are ready to do that.’I: ‘I’m pretty sneaky when I want to be.’Chicago, Il.Jeff Harmony ran a private hedge fund that Io and Armis hadn’t raided. All the profits from the hedge fund went to the Illinois First Responders Survivors Fund. He was currently sitting in the upstairs private room of Cristobal’s, in his.