”He froze. It never boded well for him when the press rats were riled up like this.Sandy Dancing said, “Another one of those, huh?”“Be quiet,�...� the Mr. Descroix impersonator said.“We all know what you’re going to say,” Sandy Dancing said.“If you don’t learn how to behave politely, I’m going to ask that you be banned from these press briefings.”“Are you attempting to suppress the press?”The sweetness in her voice shot daggers through Mr. Descroix. He hated that tone of voice when she used it on. There was a fridge full of mix, a well stocked bar and numerous bottles of wine chilling.The partying began right away, pausing only for the singing of the anthems. I stayed close to Dana as we drank and watched the first period of the game. I stood behind her at the counter with my body gently pressed against hers. I felt her press back into me."Want another drink?" I asked as I pressed against her."Yeah, I do," she said leaning her head back into my chest. I mixed her another double vodka and. "Look, I'm not thinking that about you, okay? I mean..." Her eyes flicked over his body. "It's ... it's not like I don't want to do it again with you." Yeah, but I made you want that."Melinda stared, her eyes wide. "You did? And you're admitting it?"Richie shrugged. "Yeah, so? What's the big freakin' deal?" And what if I told you to stop it?"Richie smirked. "I'm not in your head now. It just sorta got planted in there." So what if I told you to unplant it?" You want me to?"Melinda pouted and. Mmuuaahh.. muahh... muaahh.." Aunty Sheen moaned and kissed me down my bare, flat chest.My bare dick instantly began getting aroused. I practically felt it harden even before Aunty Sheen's warm dry hand closed around its thick shaft. "Ohh..." I sighed in approval as Aunty began to stroke my semi-aroused cock softly.She continued to kiss her way down my taut belly until she reached my clean-shaven crotch. "Mmm..." Aunty Sheen moaned hard as she took a whiff of my musky scent. Sheen aunty put a.