It was an odd cut; oriental, she thought at first, but then realized it was a traditional Indian garb. “Well, I saw last week that you had opened a...store, and just thought I’d just stop in and see what it was all about.”: “You are here because you need something,” was the reply. “You need a new direction in your life.” “What?” “A new direction. You have just passed a milestone, and now you need new direction.” “why…How..I mean, how did you know….you don’t know me or….”Charlie suddenly. “Pay attention to anyone approaching from Stone,” Doug cautioned, switching between the various monitors. “If I realized Em was gonna bail, I’d have picked a techie to handle communications,” he mumbled.“Your partner doesn’t like playing by the rules. She takes too many shortcuts.”“She’s the only reason we’ve gotten this far, but still, I’d feel better if she were participating.”Doug waited another several minutes for Milton Moore to reach the mutually agreed upon meeting area. When he arrived,. Unlike them, Mr.Cardwell shoved his dick in my ass, not his third finger. Humping me in a steady rythm, he started to grind my ass, HARD. But, after 5 minutes the pain went away and a pleasure, the most fantastic pleasure in the world, took over. My balls just started to tingle and I said I was about to cum. So he lifted me up, and held me beneath my arms, piercing his dick even harder into my ass. I suddenly came on both of us, so much that we fell on the bed our bodies grinding as the cum. She was still fast asleep. ‘She wants it’ I told myself. I slipped my hand down her thong. She was not wet. Not all all. I came back up to her clit. As I rubbed circles into her, I could see her face. I wasn’t sure if she was still sleeping or awake. Was she dreaming or was she aware? Whatever it was, she was enjoying it. Her mouth was slightly open. Her breaths were becoming deeper. I ran my fingers down her again to find, this time that she was soaking wet. My fingers became soaked.