"Crazy for cock," Bri said, finally sitting back in her seat. She pulled out her phone. "Bri... what are you doing?" Mel asked, accusingly. "Nothing..." "Put that phone away," Mel ordered. "No!" Bri snapped back petulantly. "You're making a big mistake that you'll really regret tomorrow," Mel advised. "Trust me." "Fine. He's not texting back anyway," Bri said sulkily. "He's probably just asleep." I glanced at the clock in the dash. It was 2:38 AM. Seven minutes later, we pulled into our. There is a widened spot for a trailer that would work well. I have another key. I’ll get it.” I reached into my desk and retrieved a key handing it to Amy.“Thank you, Todd. I appreciate your help.” She and Gail left returning almost two hours later. Gail came into the office as I was flipping off the radio. “Gail, why don’t I order. It will be here in thirty minutes and that gives you time to help Amy load her room.”Gail grinned and nodded. “Okay, but my cooking isn’t that bad. I enjoy cooking. " He's probably in the building already."Em started toward the elevators. She stopped halfway, just past the pair of massive round columns, hands on her hips, staring at the elevator lights as if they'd just insulted her. "How do we know I'm not supposed to meet him in his office, or on the roof, or in the basement?"Alex leaned back on the long bench, thumping his head against the wall. "I'm sure your grandfather would have told you that." How do you know he didn't? Maybe he did and I just. That thought was completely shredded apart as my father’s hands slid around my waist. He rubbed my abs slowly as he pressed himself harder against me. I couldn’t hold back the moans any longer. My eyes slid open and I pressed back against his hardened member. My father’s voice groaned in response as I locked my fingers with his. Slowly, he lowered his lips to my ear. Nothing was said as he panted heavily, losing himself in the friction of his boxers. “Daddy… I need you.” Begging felt so cliché.