”She had u*********sly moved her hands to cover her groin and chest. She let them fall to her side and stepping forward asked,“Is there anything I...can do for you?”The ambiguity of the sentence was entirely conscious.He smiled, “Of that I am sure. For the moment Caroline asked if you could store her things.”He showed Kim a silk shawl and bag, and she sent to the table where she organised one of the labelled boxes.He continued, “She’s a professor but does have, what she describes, as her ‘blonde. ” She let out a soft cooing sound as he continued to nuzzle her and his thumb began to stroke along the gusset of her knickers. “Mind if I join you?” He backed away and let her drop the rest of the way into the car. She scampered between the seats; once she was settled in the back she grabbed him by the shirt and began to haul him back with her. Once he was sprawled in the back as well, she climbed on top of him. “I’ve never had sex in a car,” she whispered in his ear, then her tongue. “aaaaahhhhhhhh, uuuuuhhhhhhh sssssssss ahhhhhhhhh”. Ashok bent forward and squeezed her ass cheeks, while banging her pussy. After 20 minutes, he pulled out his cock and spill his sperm between her ass cheeks, it dripped down her thighs. He looked a bit tired and sat on the bed. I went towards Sonam and pulled her towards me. I made her stand on her knees on the bed and face towards me. I started hugging and kissing her. Her ass cheeks were facing Ashok. He came from behind and kissed and. One hundred and fifty years since the death of Hiram B. Heron was hardly the most important of anniversaries, he knew, but at least it was something to promote. And at least Rodwell knew he had come up with the ideal, eye-catching, centre piece to pull in the crowds. Maxine Connor, the museum's curator, probably wouldn't approve, of course.By celebrating Heron, Rodwell knew he would earn some kudos with the College. Heron had been one of its founding fathers, so anything with a Heron.