My #1 safe house, which is not associated with either persona, is the well-located Batcave hidden in an active parking structure, part of a busy indus...rial district. Then, because I am especially smart or paranoid (in my line of work they are hard to distinguish) there was a fourth home, which I call Fort Zero. This location is very secret and secure. There I could entertain Gracie properly, in comfort and style with lots of toys. No records connect the property with me. Due to a quirk the. Usually I can’t wait too long as I’m very anxious to get in there and see what lovely mags they’ve got, as well as see the lady look up and say “hullo” politely, while probably thinking ‘it’s that wanker again, god he must buy mags by the thousand’. I do. Seeing the first few covers gives me an erection, if I wasn’t already. Some days I’m not as horny as others, but on my best days, looking at my favourite girls on the covers can make me spunk my pants before I’ve even bought the mag. Depending. " I relaxed and kept my face friendly, trying to hide my crawling nerves.She nodded hastily and her hair bobbed with the movement."Can you show me... ?" I left the question hanging. Letting her assume what I wanted.She looked over toward a row of videos, "Joey, I'm going to setup one of the booths for a customer. Watch the counter, please." I was surprised by her accent. It wasn't a southern drawl that I had heard so much over the last few days, but completely foreign. Maybe German or possibly. OHHH, GOD! I'M CUUUMMMINGGG!! she cried out just as her dam broke and she poured pussy juices out again, making the wet spot she had made before even larger. This time Terry was determined to make her orgasm one to remember and he kept up the pace, plunging in and out of her as she came. With the thumb of one hand, he rubbed her throbbing clit vigorously, sending even more information to her lust-addled brain.Terry kept up the pressure on Emily, drawing out this orgasm to maddening lengths..