“Syl and Uud are looking for her and have promised me they’ll tell me when they find her. They think she took a room at the ‘Iron Falcon’.”-...-- ∞ ----“You don’t seem to be suffering much,” Syl said as she sat down opposite Gillen. Uud took a chair next to Syl.The two were out of their armor. Syl was in a non-descript white blouse that looked slightly big on her. She wore rather tight-fitting black, cotton trousers with thick, well-polished black boots which reached midway up her thighs. Her. I silently sat back and watched my lovely wife finger herself into a hard and explosive orgasm.Watching her had made my dick very hard as I watched her continue fingering herself. She just kept reading and rubbing her wet pussy with more and more aggression. I got so turned on watching her and wondering what she was thinking about that I started stroking my hard cock as she rubbed her clit in circles and slid her finger in her tight wet pussy.She began rubbing vigorously and moaning, then her. While waiting she slipped off her right mule and started stroking her right foot on her left leg. I didn’t know if she was teasing me or she had an itch. Either way I was getting a hardon and waited what happened next. The machine started to run. She slipped her mule back on and poured in the detergent. ‘See something you like?’, she asked. ‘I’m sorry, what?’, I asked. ‘Did you see what you liked?’ I did all right and I could almost taste it. Without any help she climbed on the machine and sat. If I was doing it, I would make that basic blouse first before I did anything else. Have your people turn out a quality product that you can sell throughout Europe, and branch out from there. And, Baby, who says you have to do this to only help the Irish? This should be profitable for the company or you shouldn't do it."After a pause I added, "When your European sales people begin getting orders, we can probably begin selling T-shirts there too. If we do it right, we can ship them from our.