After about ten minutes, he folded the newspaper, picked up his hat, and started down to the basement where there was a small bathroom. Just watching...him walk was a thrill, his broad shoulders that tapered down to a firm, muscular ass in those dark gray pants and black leather shoes. I am not normally a take-action guy, but my hormones took over and after a couple of minutes, I went down to the toilet.When I walked into the small toilet, he was standing with his large, cut dick sticking out. "Maybe to stretch my legs." I give him a half grin. I roll my shoulders as I open the door and jump down. This thing is high off the ground."Everyone was well, back at the Compound?" Saber asks."Yep." Then I elaborate for the masses. "It looked like everyone who could hold a weapon was manning the wall. But then Thanos got out and jumped around some, then Gwen got out and said that everyone was alright and we were going back for them, but what really got everyones attention was Godiva." Annie. Whack! Whack!! Whack!!!"Thank you, Princess Sophia." I whimpered pathetically, nursing my aching nuts.If this was the warm-up, I dreaded to think what the real blows would be like!"Face the front and stand to attention." She boomed.I turned back round to face her, standing as straight as I could."So, I take it that a jizz-guzzling whore like you could be tempted by a few forced-bi sessions, too?" She posed, clearly touting for more business."Oh, fuck! Yes, Princess Sophia." Hands on your head. He had become extravagantly rich through the collection and sale of art and sculpture, but recently, the intelligence agencies of the world began to take a closer look at him. First of all, there was the question of legitimacy concerning his obtaining of certain works, especially those thought of as lost or appropriated by the Nazi’s in World War II. Art and possessions confiscated from Jewish families were ordered to be returned to their rightful owners, or their descendents, post war. There.