Financials, any pending or, hell any historic legal actions. I want the names of the corporate officers and their financials too. I want the whole nin... yards. I am either going to buy them or sue them, and what you find out will help me decide.”“What’s going on, Jack, this sounds ... I don’t know, it sounds punitive, like they did you wrong.”“They did, in a way. Dean had a marshal gig to do, he contacted them to provide me with security. The guy shows up on a bender, reeking of booze, still. His hands raced over her as they lay side by side, felling her tits, her back, her ass; Glenn's cock pressed into her belly and she lifted one leg to drape it over him."You don't give a damn if anybody walks up on us or not, do you?" Glenn's voice was husky against her throat."No," she gasped. "All I give a damn about is you fucking me. Here, darling-- here, feel how eager I am, how damp and anxious."His hand cupped her mound, toyed with the dewy hairs of her humid vulva. "Damn! That's a soft. "Oh, my dearest Pammie - I want you so much..." Ooohh, please fuck me, Pete, I need you in me..."You are on your back on the blanket, thighs parted. I kneel between your legs and look down to watch the moment of pure magic as my swollen pink cock head presses your pussy lips apart and slides inside you for the first time. "This is a dream coming true," I say, pressing myself slowly into your warm, tight slippery love tube. I feel how tight, juicy and welcoming you are and press myself into you. The line of the stocking running down the back of my leg with the lace tops hugging my thighs, I enter the bedroom to see her sitting on the end of the bed, mischief etched on her face. We kiss deeply as I take off her top, revealing a pretty turquoise bra and wonderfully perky tits, I lick down the slopes of her ripe fruit as I unhook her bra. Urgently she takes off her skirt as I do so before surprising me entirely by pinning me against the bed to unzip my dress from behind. It falls to my.