He went through them slowly, giving her a chance to review each one before going on to the next picture. When he got to the last picture she gasped."I...though I got..." she stopped realizing that she had gone too far.Ed looked at her, "Did you get the other disk out of Bynum's desk?"She shook her head and reached into her purse. Ed tensed ready to grab her arm if she pulled out a gun. She pulled a computer disk out of her purse and handed it to Ed."I came back to the office to try and find this. It was only a few minutes before she had me gripping the armrests of the chair and trying to pull my cock away from her mouth. I felt like I was being consumed. And then, after what seemed like forever, I popped. She felt the spasm coming, and pulled me out of her mouth and let me spurt my sperm into a waiting towel she had hidden on the floor. It felt so good, man, so good! I thought to myself that it can’t get any better than this. She showed me to her bathroom to clean up. While I was wiping. Once the pick up was confirmed. The handler would enter the dwelling and the product would be required to strip and then put on a trench coat. The product would be taken out to the van wearing only the trench coat and shoes and once in the van be placed in one of the dog crates. Delivery basically reversed the procedure.Matt laughed. “I like the the whole protocol and I especially like the van idea. Do you have somewhere specific to get them done?”“I know of a shop that does custom work on both. ’ Katie says, ‘We don’t care, it’s not ours. It was included in the apartment.’ To which Laura adds, ‘Yeah, and it’s not as though you’ll be the first guy to spooge on it.’ So at this point I’m ready to blow. I start spraying on the couch in between Laura and Katie. They’re both cracking up seeing jets of my semen smacking the cushion (you lean your back against) of their rented couch. With about 4 more spurts to go, Laura angles my cock in Katie’s direction. 2 spurts still landed on the couch.