, I settled in to do a little shopping online. I browsed Amazon.com. I set up a Wish List and filled it with all the DVDs I could possibly want, and s...me I didn't know I wanted. I went to Crate & Barrel online, and shopped for knick-knacks, abandoning a shopping cart filled with $500 worth of stuff I didn't need. I answered some e-mail. I took a call. I looked at my watch, 2:05 p.m.I hit eBay, aimlessly wandering through the myriads of treasures at auction. After I got bored there, I read the. We did not speak as we made our way to the conference room, and I'm sure she had no idea of my identity. When I stepped behind her as the sponsor of Mrs. Emerald, I could sense her excitement. After the ceremony, she had a new blue card. We each went to our own room, but I told her to open the door between rooms. I opened mine to find that we had both had the same idea. We had stripped off the burqas so we could kiss and hug naked. It felt good to have my body against hers, to feel her muscular. One hand has a firm grip around his shaft as I stroke his cock matching the up and down movement of my mouth. I pull off only to look over and watch my lady masturbate. I stroke that cock, teasing him by just licking the head, till she moans asking me to sucking that cock again. That's when I slide the head in, tonguing it as I let my saliva pool in my mouth, sliding the head out of my mouth, I gripping the head, slowly slide my hand down, while I take his cock back in my mouth. I would work. The feds took his car away from him so he's looking for whatever he can find. His name's Ed Green. His son Bertie is a hard case of sorts. But he'd charge the gates of Hell with a mouth full of spit to put the fire out if he took the notion." Well, I rather have them with us as against us. Tell him and his son Bertie to come in and talk to me. We still need us three or four more men at the very least. But what we want are men who won't go off half-cocked. We don't need bully boys, but people.