We're instantly disappointed."Damn, Darla, I don't think he's home. The house is dark and his car isn't in the drive way." This sucks. I was wanting t... see him suck you, and see you fuck him. Well, maybe he will be home later, and maybe Chris will show up. I'm going into the house for a minute," she says and walks away. I gulp down my cold beer and glance up at our bedroom window. My mouth drops open when I realize what I'm seeing. "What the hell?" I ask out loud and run into the house. I hear. The feeling was indescribable, not to mention just how wet I was, as if I had wet myself, but feeling his erection down there, so close to me, was what was giving me the palpitations and heart flutters, he was poking the wrong hole, and all it took was a gentle adjustment to penetrate and stop the teasing ache I yearned to scratch.Amazingly, he slept as I did this small adjustment, which surprised me, as he entered and opened me up. I could feel him fill me and as I squeezed, he slept, until. I stole a look at again, she had stopped pushing and was looking where I had been, at his fat cock, 'God Moron Felicia', he said in Swedish, I swear I saw his cock twitch at the mention of her name, she smiled an open smile, 'God Moron Sir', she replied in her native tongue, and looked at me, and then back to his cock, before pushing off down the corridor.'Don't forget to call Felicia', I called to her, she turned and smiled, then nodded. I turned as he raised his hand and touched my shoulder,. All of the prep work was under way but now it was time to start lining up the clients. Jessica had been building a list of senior executives who she thought we could convince to try a “free beta weekend”. Tara from the television station had a few candidates picked out as well. Kristen and some of the others had laid out a plan for how to build our clientele entirely by word of mouth and recommendations. The key was what distinguished us from everyone else: every guest had a two hour private.