He got nearer, his entourage told everyone to stop pushing. My Scottish lass continued on.''Mr Pitt! Please! Oh! (Cleared throat) Mr, um Mr Pitt!'' Th... funny thing about her awkward speaking is no one noticed at all but me. At times she would look to her right but not once over her shoulder at me at all. By the time that ''Mr Pitt'' was in front of us, I was thrusting and circling my dick between her phat separated butt cheeks like there was no tomorrow. He leaned in and took a picture with the. I shall make sure of it!"I smiled at it, glad the demon could not fathom the real reason behind what I had written.I added one last line for myself. "I, Ornias, agree to let Daniel have sole possession of Sara to do with what he will until 6 AM on the morning this is written, in order to finish any business he might have with her."Its grin grew even wider. "Unfinished business, is it? Yes, I think this will be a truly interesting dawn! I will enjoy seeing what you do with the cunt!"'Or perhaps. "We're doing better than that, right?" Yeah," I agreed. "Maybe not yet this month above the table, but..." It's a lot of money, Donnie." Well, it's an investment," I replied. "The company will own the place and will have to pay me back over time. But I'll be living here, too..." Your accountant is gonna love you," Milo grinned. "unless the business folds."I shrugged. "It's a service business. The products are always in demand." Milo nodded."What is it exactly?" he asked."Cleaning, catering,. The look in her eyes was bigger than she was though, and he revelled in the thought that there would be lots of feistiness to tame today. Excellent, his favourite hobby. ‘Surely you must have something I can wear?’ she complained. ‘You can wear one of my shirts,’ he offered. ‘Very well.’ She waited for him to move and get one for her, but he maintained his maddeningly overpowering stance and sharky gold-toothed smile. ‘Outside this cabin, that is.’ His eyes twinkled most vexatiously. ‘Inside.