“Well since it is just us two there, you don’t need to obey a dress code you can go in your underwear or naked it doesn’t really matter.” Jarr...d says hopefully. “That’s right! I would love to go, I don’t want to go home and get my swimsuit ill just go in my underwear.” Jarred quickly aroused by the thought. He was so excited to see her in her underwear. “I’ll go tell my parents a little white lie, if anyone asks I am at a friends house.” Sam innocently smiles. Jarred becomes even more excited.. “Your staff’s doing a good job,” she said, “Nice and thick and long.”“Not that staff, my employees,” I countered.“Oh sir you are a caution!” she laughed, “Now just shut up and squirt. This is hard work.”All at once my balls responded and my member started to convulse shooting pints of creamy silvery aristocratic cum deep inside her common womb.She gasped and then reached down to kiss my lips, “That’s nice.” she cooed.The torrent ceased and after a moment she climbed off me. She gulped down. " He raised his glass to me and took another deep drink. "I'm almost tempted to let you suck my cock." Woah, I never offered." "Oh?" His eyebrows raised curious. "You just randomly brought it up, I thought you wanted my dick in your mouth." "Bro, Jesus..." I took a rather deep drink. The warmth from the alcohol spreading through my body. "We've been friends for years, I wouldn't risk making things awkward." I've known you were bi for a while, it hasn't made things awkward." "Yeah but I haven't. She moved in for the kill.“That raises an important point, Cynthia. So you are claiming that this ... endeavour is an equal partnership between yourself and your, ah, handler, a Mr. Ibrahim Beg?”“Um ... sure ... equal ... fffifty-fifty.”«Got her! Forgive me, Ms. Royal. This is for your own good.»“Then perhaps you can explain reports from our sources that show nine staggeringly large deposits, ranging in size from fifty million to one hundred million dollars, all to numbered accounts around the.