" He looked down and his cock was nearly flaccid as a result of the sudden interruption. As he turned to go upstairs, he still marveled at the sight o... the naked female bodies that were still displayed in front of him. Selfishly he thought . . . maybe he would still get his 7" cock into one of their wet pussies before the day was through. He moved towards the steps, took a deep breath and headed upstairs towards uncertainty. His dad met him at the top. He was right of course – I’d fucked up big style and my best option would be to try and resign and hope they would agree to let bygones be bygones. It would be difficult for any enquiry to corroborate my misconduct without speaking to Sam, who of course was now spending most of his time in his holiday apartment in Majorca. So that’s how I played it. I offered my resignation over coffee and had it turned down flat. A smirking Stephen explained that the company had no wish to lose my services and. I can only imagine what comes next, I closed my eyes, and waited for that first touch. I felt her fingers under the band off my underwear and before I knew it she yanked down my pants and my hard throbbing cock sprang free and stood to attention. She looked up at me and smiled, rubbing the few drop of pre-cum over my swollen mushroom shaped tip. I felt her hand around my hard cock and slowly she started to run it up and down my shaft. “Hold your tits together!” I moaned at Clare and she pulled. " he shouted. He pointed the GPS in the direction of the strongest signal and took a bearing. "Time to call out the cavalry." Hi Bob. This is Tony Davey. We met over in Cwm Gwydder a year or so ago. Remember? You have a problem?" Bob explained the situation, gave his position and the line of the beacon. "Either the battery on the transmitter is low or they are further from where they should be than I expected. I would guess they are the other side of High Tor, which puts them dangerously near.