Well, you weren't, but I was ogling him, so I noticed." That's my girl, full of naughty thoughts. Stanley is a hunk. If I were even remotely bi, I'd p...obably seduce him," Calahan laughed."Guess there's not much point whispering anymore, because he'd just be so flattered by such remarks that he wouldn't even think of selling us out, even if he might have otherwise. He might be disappointed, but... ," Liz's voice trailed off, as she wistfully thought of sucking Stanley off. Visions of an MMF. Denise had those wonderful large breasts, things that Anne had lost men to since she was a teenager. Would it happen again? Had she made a dreadful mistake? For a moment Anne was prepared to get up and rush upstairs, to interrupt, to stop it — but then she relaxed. Stan loved her. She knew that, knew it with every fibre of her being. ‘Don’t I?’ she thought. ‘He loves me. He really does, and the fact that he’s with Denise, rutting with her, fucking her doesn’t change that does it?’ Anne actually. The hot wife liked flashing strangers and letting her husband take pictures of her while she did it.“I’ll let you take pictures for your Instagram,” Melanie jerked his dick a little.“Yes, well, it is Twitter. Instagram has quite a few too many restrictions on porn for my taste. I used to be on Tumblr, but Twitter is a decent substitute,” Nigel said.Melanie could care less. She pulled his dick up and down. She knew she had his interest, but she wanted his money. “Whatever you want,” Melanie. They didn’t have anyone with a high enough clearance to relieve us. They were sure glad to get rid of us too,” I finished.“Yea, I can believe that,” Johnson said before he returned to his office. A short time later, a SP/5 came over and asked if we were his passengers.“Yes, if you’re with the supply chopper,” Sawyer answered.“Chief doesn’t want to take off twice here with our load and the heat, so he sent me over to get you. The bird is over near the hanger,” he told us. “I’ll give you a hand.