As he helps her up, she whispers, ‘Did you sleep with her?’ ‘Anze!’ I bark. ‘Did she say that?’ ‘Sorry – I’m stupid,’ she tells ...im, giggling. He hands her the second bag as she adds, ‘I’m stoned,’ and walks off. Huh… she didn’t seem stoned to me. But it does explain a lot – she’s been acting weird, despite working out well as an assistant. Nevermind – Justin’s walking up now. I can’t pull the toque quite low enough, but before I try I can tell he’s smiling. ‘Are you goin’ around tellin’. Anyway, the whole thing was arranged, and Prachi arrived at the hotel my wife and I reserved. We made sure that the room had an ample closet with a view so that my wife could stay in. Both women were really nervous and excited, gathering from their breathing and their pointy nipples. I was already hard; my penis bursting from my pants and nothing had even begun. When Prachi arrived, my wife was already set in the closet and I welcomed her with a drink. She told me that I looked really sexy with. I would drool all over it so my hand would slide easily up and down as I jacked him off, licking his asshole and nuts. "You love sucking my big black cock, don't you?" he asked. "mmmmmm" was my muffled reply, as I let his thick shaft slide deep into my mouth. I did love sucking his black cock; both of us on our sides, he pumped his magnificent cock in and out of my mouth as he held my head. He controlled the pace, speeding up and slowing down, me just obediently providing a very wet, hot, and. " I'll be tied up. ;-)"Kevin's text reply was totally symbolic, " :-) 8 = = = = = = = > (!) (-: "Becky's reply was also symbolic, " :-O / (.) X (!) "He texted back "C U Soon" and put away his phone so that he could deal with his secretary's questions. After she left, he sat drumming his fingers on the desk as he waited for the printer to collate, fold, and staple five copies of the lengthy proposal. His lips were pursed together and his brow was furrowed as he tried to figure out.