At GmBH after discussion with Wayne a further twelve Avers were brought in with arrangements to continue fly in fly out to maintain adequate rest cycl...s. Wayne had rather delicately pointed out to McCock that most of the Avers were "old codgers"; many of them had been 'lifers' in RMN. Having learnt something about discretion, McCock had stressed the need to maintain standards as well as efficiency as his reasons for the strict roster. It was of great advantage that there were many more Avers. She could almost feel it pulsing each time Chris swallowed. She gripped his cock more firmly and her stroke quickened its pace, spurred on by Chris’s muffled moans. Brushing her thumb over his slit, his pre-cum was oozing out now, she knew it was almost time. Chris whimpered in protest as Maria eased her nipple from his mouth, a little stream of milk sprayed out and he tried to catch it. As she pulled away from him she held her cupped hand under her breast. The last of the liquid dripped into. "Sounds amazing. I assume you're alone." "Sadly, yes," I replied. Ding. "Shame."I texted back with my coconut oil fingers: "Yes, shame."Ding. "OK, I admit I'm turned on, and alone, and up for some discretion." Holy shit, what to do. I mean, we are friends and even though I've kinda lusted for her, I never even got a flirty vibe from Ann. Was this real? A test? In all honesty, aside from a neighborly friendship, I had very little to lose. She on the other hand, had something to lose and was. "I wanted to do a happy dance, but someone came in and I had to check in their bag and swipe them.I had to go to Heather and Evan's straight from work to get there early enough. They introduced me to their friends: Julie, Zeeter, Matt, and Aaron. Apparently all four of them were in a band and were only in town for two nights. Matt and Aaron had a sort of shimmering sexual tension between them, and I wondered if they were a couple. Probably not. That's the problem with working in a sex club,.