After dinner, over balloons of Cognac, a pleasant blaze in their living room fireplace, Phillip asked, “Why diamonds?”The Montgomerys knew about D...xie Wexler, about his taking me captive. The rescue, his escape from the FBI. And Phillip and Rebecca certainly understood why I was trying to track him down.I said, “It’s mostly just rumor at this point. But it’s pretty well sourced. Wexler has been sort of a ... roving ambassador for RightWorld.”Phillip said, “Charles and David Meriwether.”“Yeah,. Not only was he sliding his mouth up and down the guy's meat, but he was stroking the guy's balls as he did so. I just opened my mouth and letter the large, olive cock slide between my lips. He must have been very horny because he was leaking precum into my mouth, which had a salty taste about it. I just watched what my brother was doing and did the same, until the horny soldier emptied his cock down my throat. I thought that we were going to suck all seven cocks and that would be that, but I. Meanwhile, waitresses and "performers" circulated around the room. The waitresses would have been a sufficient attraction anyplace else. They were all pretty and dressed in a variety of costumes -- belly dancers, maids, swimsuits, and such -- all of which featured plunging necklines and push-up bras. But the performers put them to shame, such that you wouldn't even bother to look at a waitress unless she was bending over your table. All the working girls were topless, and their tops were well. Taking a sip of her wine,Diana sat down beside Taizza and began running a comb through Taizza's thickpatch of pubic hair. The hair was still damp and Diana brushed it up andparted it so that she could trim off the mass with her scissors.When it was ready for the scissors, Diana eased the point of the scissorsinto the patch of dark hair and made a little snip, as she pulled the cuthair away, exposing a little of Taizza's mound. Diana made several more snipsand once as she was positioning the.