“I agree,” I said. He sat up and lifted my ankles to his shoulders, then reached down and pulled my skirt up and off tossing it to the side. He t...en ran his hands down the length of my legs, letting out a wanting moan, followed by a grunt as his hands squeezed my ass. His thumbs slid underneath the sides of my thong, his fingers closing in around them as he pulled it up my legs, slowly, taking great care to watch as more of my body was revealed to him. Vincent smiled down at me as he pushed my. The crowd of visitors all had the same look. Their faces showed that they had accepted the slow, interminable crawl of bureaucracy. Occasionally, someone who hadn't gotten the message would protest, but their heated words would give way to the inevitable. Since he had an appointment, Waylon only had to wait for about ten minutes before being shown into a small, but empty office. It lacked any personal touches and helped reinforce the visitor's role as supplicant. There were the requisite. After selecting a bottle of wine, soon brought out by the steward, Bill proposed a toast. “Happy New Year, to a fine and lovely lady.” “A new year, a new life.” Was the reply. “One can only hope.” The conversation soon started to flow, just as it had the evening before. The food was soon brought out and there was a lot of sharing of food and warm words. The laughter soon followed, as casual conversation was punctuated with sudden touching and sly glances. As dinner ended, Bill inquired of Ann. It was sweet with a little saltiness but I liked it and lowered my mouth all the way down as far as I could. I sucked him gently and even place my hand around the shaft and squeezed it. I could feel more cum seeping out and I swished all that around some and then swallowed. dad told me to please lick what was on his huge ball sack too so I put them in my mouth. That was fun, feeling two marble like objects in there and mixed with all that sperm was really turning me on.I finally got him clean.