I glanced at him over my shoulder, savoring how strong he looked in his dress shirt, his dark tie dangling long and thick towards the cock reaming my ...unt. His face was chiseled, his black hair short with sexy wings of gray sweeping from the temples. He was so authoritative. In control. He wanted to fuck my whorish, sinful cunt.So he did.“Yes, yes, yes,” I moaned, my gaze casting to the door, staring at it, listening to the hiss of bacon on the stove, the bustle of my straitlaced mother.She. Tendo SounFor those readers who are unfamiliar with Ranma 1/2, know that this would constitute a normal day for them, except that the curse probably would have fallen upon Ranma ... or maybe Akane.Twenty minutes later, Kasumi came downstairs, looking at the large house around her, carrying the tray of dirty dishes."Soun told me what happened and asked for my help." That was very kind of you. I ... I'm not sure what I'm going to do..."Taking the tray from her, I said, "Well, today what we're. The girl who works cocktail is cute, and nice to talk to when it's slow and there are few other patrons. We have an uncomplicated relationship, and she can sense if I'm in a talkative mood or not. Even when there's a crush of people in the bar, and she's busy taking care of them, my drink never runs dry, and she knows not to ask if I want a fourth.Gabriel, my partner, wanted to knock off early yesterday, so we headed to the Jazz Club. We got to the club and were the first people upstairs. I. "At that the man turned and left the room leaving his master fuming behind him. Don Hugo stood and watched him go. As the catch on the heavy door to his study snapped close behind the departing man, Don Hugo started with surprise. He had heard a second sound just a fraction of a moment after the click of the catch. It sounded like a scuff of a hurried tread, as if someone was trying to get away but it had not come from beyond the door and from Don Diego. It had come from above his head. For a.