Now, 6 hours in to the get-in, he and the other men (and women) were busting themselves to complete the set up and rig, Ryder was left cursing his own...optimism. At least there was eye candy. The tour manager had curves in all the right places, even if she did shoot her mouth off. She was tall, her untidy auburn hair framed her pale face and amber eyes. As the sweat ran off Ryder's arms it occurred to him that she was not only watching him, she was deriving pleasure. Some torturous pleasure,. It’s obvious they hadn’t told her about all of the dead. “I’ll stay on to make policy, but I’ll need you, Isobelle, Francine, Erica, Carly, and Vicky to keep me in check. They killed Sunny and Ray as well.” She starts to cry. He says, “It’s a hard blow, but we’ll survive, and they’ll pay. You’re the only one who wasn’t directly involved, nor totally overwhelmed by the emotions of the deaths. You’ll have to be the next Queen, find someone who you love and let me worry about training him to be. “That’s right, cuckold, get my cock nice and hard. Tell me why you like me hard?”There was that word again, reminding Mike of his place. He inhales when the older man grabs his cock. He answers, “So I can watch you fuck my wife.”Lynn raises her head and watches two men feel each other’s cocks. She moans and talks dirty to both men as her husband rubs Derek’s cock up and down her cunt lips. With Mike’s stroking, it doesn’t take long for Derek’s erection to get back to full length and. " A voice hissed in my ear. I closed my eyes, fearful of making a sound. My pyjama trousers were quickly torn down with my panties and I knew that whoever was behind me was being greeted by my bare arse. I gulped when I heard the sound of a zip being pulled down, followed by heavy breathing. Just like Mrs Thompson I was powerless to resist as I felt my legs being parted. I clenched my jaw shut, but I was still unable to drown out my moans as the mystery man behind me positioned his cock at my.