He had been introducedvariously as Chief Executive, Chief Technology Officer and Founder of thecompany. However, he didn't seem to William like any bu...iness leader hehad met before, and given his unwillingness to go into the details of anyparticular project, William rather doubted whether this "Tony" knew agreat deal about the technology being developed by Ostara either. Tonycame off more like an arrogant flamboyant playboy than anything else,gorging himself on wine and food and making. .Angie: Oh my god look at us we have nothing to talk about.Mark: I've never been a real social person.Angie: Me niether.Mark: So what should we do?Angie: I know how about a game of 20 questions?Mark: Alright, nothing like sharing personal info with a woman you just met.Angie: Exactly!!! So what's you're favorite color?Mark: red, i guess.Angie: You guess? What's that suppose to mean?Mark: I don't know, i've never really given thought as to what my favorite color is.Angie: Never given it a. ..." she uttered in a low groan beforefinding a nab concealed by her long hair. She grabbed it then pulled itdown her back, revealing it to be a track of zipper running down herback all the way to her ass, revealing a skin far paler in comparison toElizabeth's own dark olive skin. She tousled her hair onto one shoulder,then went for her face, running her hands on her beautiful face thenpulled on the skin. It started to stretch normally then went on furtherthen that. Her head then seemed to be. I’ve been saving up for you!”Then, quick as a wink, he wiped off his still dripping cock, slipped on his biking clothes and was out the door in less than two minutes.I waited until I could hear the front door closing, and emerged from the closet. Despite my trepidation about what had just happened, my cock was hard as steel, tenting my pants. Lena’s eyes went directly to the bulge in my crotch, and they widened with pleasure. “I’m glad you could make it,” she said with a shy smile. “Do you.