I’m already at your flat looking for them. Where are you?’ ‘They.’ Sloane responded as she paused to catch her breath, ‘They are on my feet....�� ‘I see. You’re not home, you’re wearing those shoes this early in the day, and you’re out of breath?’ Gigi had that suspicious tone as if she was solving a problem, ‘You’re getting banged by a bloke right now, aren’t you? You slag, I must say that I am impressed. I must be rubbing off on you.’ Sloane could only laugh in response to her conclusions, ‘Sorry. "Well, I could mean it metaphorically as in your services are needed," he said leaning against a chair checking his nails, "or I could mean literally you're up." "Up where?" "Up there of course," we both looked up, and there coiled around the ceiling was the air ventilation system. "No fucking way!" And there I was belly crawling through rat shit and dust as thick as a virgin's cum. "Now all you have to do is follow the instructions on the palm pilot and you'll find your way to Ms Lockhart's. . . ohboy, that feels good, a little slower now . . . Hey, you nuts ready to do your thing? Ooh, yes they are - here comes a load off OHGOD a BIG load of jizz! Damn, soaked the shower wall with that one! OK, towel off, not so damn hard OK? I'm still a little tender from that rubdown.Now into my daytime clothes. Damn underwear, gotta spend the whole day cooped up with those dumb nuts. At least Big Head finally changed to boxers so I can swing around a little. If it were up to. With precum serving us as lube I could almost ride him, feeling him slide up and down as I moved.He moaned again, a low manly moan that ran through my body like bolts of electricity. Biting hard on my lips I let out a sigh. I needed to cum right now so I maneuvered his cock down a bit, sliding it against my bare lips. Jesus, too good! Letting my wetness coat him I rocked my hips back and forth, humping his whole length over and over. I was oh so close!“A small little movement and he could be.