‘What did you say?’ ‘It’s actually 5.7 million,’ Harry said. ‘With total losses in just under 11 million.’ Reg snorted. ‘You’re, lik..., trying to make my case for me or something?’ he asked. ‘No,’ Harry said, ‘But those are the numbers.’ ‘Well,’ Reg said. ‘Those aren’t my numbers, and I think I ought to know, because I’ve had the files at my desk for a while trying to figure out what madness you might be up to in your report.’ Harry felt Veronica jump in her seat at that moment, and she opened. "The Preacher got this done, I just went along to grease the wheels. You know make sure everything came off smooth." I said smiling."If you went along, it might have gone smooth, but it wouldn't have, if you weren't there. That's why we all call you when we are in trouble. You always know what to do and even more important, you will actually do it." Helen said."Easy Helen, it's just me good ole Maxine," I replied."I know exactly who I'm talking about. I heard that young bully stole your car?". The weight, warmth, and softness of her breast in his hand made him throb in her grasp, and she chuckled. Rather than starting to stroke him immediately, she caressed the hard organ instead. “Mmm. You have a soft touch.” “I love your tits.” “I can tell.” She stroked a finger over the head of his cock, and a clear drop of pre-cum welled up. While smoothing it into the swollen helmet, she said, “You know, you have a nice cock.” “Really?” “Mmm hmm. It’s a little bigger than average, and nice. ‘Ok ok give me a chance’,I said. I was starting to panic; this guy was rough, really rough. Before I had my jeans and pants halfway down he pushed me and I fell forward onto the cold leaf strewn floor of the copse. ‘You’re going to wish you had a bigger fuck hole buddy’ he hissed as he yanked at my pants exposing my by now hot and sweaty buttocks. I could hear him spitting on his cock and flinched as an un lubed finger probed my pink fleshy interior. Suddenly he thrust forward. I let out a.