"Very little, ma'am," replied Robinson, not at all pleased at this turn of events, "I know you were a widow, and that you and your daughter married th... Emir on the same day, and that you have both borne him children. As to the whys and wherefores of this, I know nothing." I am the daughter of the Earl of Bargoed, and was married to Andrew Featherstone, who was killed in the third Gulf War..."She broke off in tears again.Recovering slightly she continued, "We met the Emir and he courted both of. Both he and Ben were keen to make reforms. The product is still second to none, but the factory is operating with outdated machinery and work practices from the dark days of the seventies. With people spending less in this economic climate, it doesn’t matter how good the product is, people just aren’t buying it. And that’s when the inefficiencies in production hurt the most.”“So, what are you saying? Is the factory going to go bust?”Pete pressed on. “The problem both your fathers had in trying. ”“Eww. Blow jobs are disgusting!”“Are you serious?” I asked.“Yes! A smelly, sweaty penis. And then it shooting in your mouth. Gaaaah!!!” Sonia said while fake gagging. “I haven’t given one in years.”It all made sense to me now. Javier had always been so sweet and appreciative when I blew him and now I knew why. I had blown him more times this month than his wife had their whole marriage.In my drunkenness, I debated telling her I had sucked her husband’s dick over a dozen times - mostly. Finally, the man said loudly, “Fine. Fuck you, you stupid whore!” When he strolled away, I popped out from the dark side of the fountain, and said, “You look like a real whore, boy.” He spun around, almost loosing his balance in those big shoes. When he laid eyes on me I saw such a look of relief I couldn’t help but bust out laughing, the scene was that hilarious…well, to one of us anyways! Then in a commanding tone, “Grab your bag and head that way,” I told him as I pointed back towards my.