Or that Stanton was another double agent who had landed his plane safely in German-occupied France rather than fly onto Mannheim, his crew arrested as...POWs, and somehow had been smuggled back into England with forged papers and made his way back to London?”“No, I didn’t know any of that,” I replied. “If I did, I would doubt that his crew would be allowed to become POWs with that information.”“Yeah, I think you’re probably right, Mr Onslow.”“Did Mullinger or Stanton tell you that and you. And she came again... and again... and again. And then my balls screwed themselves into raisins and turned into grapefruit as they spit shot after shot after shot of cum high into Paula's tummy. And for good measure, she came again. And fell flat on her face, exhausted.Several minutes later, Paula looked up and grinned. "My pussy is brim full of your cum. I can feel it oozing out. It feels so good, honey." Then she carefully dismounted, dressed, kissed me good-bye and left. The clock said that. ”She felt Ewan’s eye’s travel the length of her body, he walked around her, then looked her straight in the eyes. Up to that point she hadn’t felt nervous. Her throat was dry, “what if he didn’t want to use her as a model? She couldn’t really afford this to be a wasted journey. The bills were mounting up, the gas bill was long overdue, this modelling job would pay for it, there were others, but it was this or be cut off,” the thoughts ran though her mind. “You look great,” Ewan told her. “I’d. Janet walked over to Jenny and said you just missed it, we just introduced Laura to Paul's cock. Jenny smiled and walked over to me and lifted my dress and slid her fingers into my cunt lips, she was rough and didn't feel as caring and delicate as Janet had been earlier. She removed her fingers and then pushed them into my mouth, as they slipped out from my lips she leaned in and kissed me, she was very hard and firm, unlike the tenderness I had received from Janet.Jenny then reached down.