The door opened and she entered."Well, do you have news?" He asked, without moving."I have news Brother Dashwood. The foolish Reverend has employed a ...rivate investigator, he wishes to recover the 'Madonna'." Excellent, so he believes in our subterfuge - we can use this. An investigator you say, that is of no concern. Our plans are bigger than one man, one country, or even one continent!" Dashwood smiled manically."Yes brother, we will crush them. The cleric is strong though, he has a true. She lifted her head from my cock, stood up and guided me to the bed, never taking her hand off of my shaft. She laid down on her back, and said, “Now, you can fuck my brains out”I gazed down at this vision of absolute sexiness, reached down to her hips to drag her out to the edge of the bed. Her sexy legs were now bent at the knees and the garter belt straps holding up her stockings were stretched to accommodate the position of her legs. I reached out and ran my hand gently over her sexy sheer. Nothing had happened which made me regret our decision to proceed - although what had happened to Ava had come close to making me regret it very much indeed - but the aggressiveness of some of the interviewees over the last ten days made self-defense natural to think about. I was otherwise bored and had to stay awake to guard my sleeping families, so most of my minds started thinking about how I could improve Aikido to defend myself better. The more I thought about it, the more impressed with. I was free to walk around my room and quench the thirst, so to speak. About five minutes later, I was clothed and free of those horrible jeans and crappy boxer shorts, now in a sexy dress which showed off my squidgy boobs and the straps of my black, flower patterned bra. The bottom of the dress only *just* covering my white thong and the ass it was wrapped around. My legs looking long and sleek in the fishnets and topped off with my high-heeled trainer-type boots. Add in a few bangles, a dainty.