"Greetings to you, Mage Morgana, and to you, John." Greetings, Mage Rowenna," Morgana replied as I also gave her a formal bow, only to be swept up in ... hug by her."You needn't bow to me, John. You know that. Friends like you and Róisín need never do that," she chuckled."Here today at least I believe that protocol must take precedent. Plus it's a lot of fun putting a few ignoramuses in their place because they do not appear to have mastered the basic concept of expected behaviour between ranks,". She was like the Energizer Bunny Fucking Machine.She was picked up and laid on her back on the conference room table. Her mouth was plugged with another ready penis, and her cunt was filled with one too. Her ankles were draped around the shoulders of the guy fucking her and he was really pounding away. As he finished, he pulled out and shot his load on her belly. She played with the goo while the next guy shoved his dick in her. This process continued for quite a while. Her body was coated with. .. but I also knew that I was in enough of a legal pickle with my rampant semi-commercial construction in a strictly residential neighborhood that if I didn't become the next boss, then there was likely to be legal trouble that could interfere with my last full month of preparations. And the last thing that I needed right now was more trouble!On October 11th, our local JP Henricksen had by the slamming of his gavel, legally disbanded the old formerly all-powerful HOA, dissolved it's rules and. But my lips birth no words. You draw a downward line on my leg with your fingertips, a definite suggestion to get out of my leggings. You’re watching closely as I obey reluctantly. Still silent, still expressionless. I stay upright, somehow; I know that you wouldn’t approve of any further movement. I feel exposed, naked with only my knickers on, unsure of your plans. You’re so close, mere inches from me. I can feel your snug body heat, I can smell your citrus shower gel. Wearing a pair of.