Each was a small but deadly weapon which could pierce most armor. I hoped they never needed it; they would be in a desperate situation to use it.The r...ason I really wanted a private session with them was to discuss their first trip upriver. Each of them had outlined the basic experience of the adventure separately, but Crum's idea was to debrief them together to get them talking about their time together in a way which built us all up. They both extolled the messenger boat's versatility and but. With her eyes glued on him he removed his shirt and she licked her lips. He removed his shoes and socks and then put his hands to the belt of his trousers."No,let me do that," she said and she gave him another kiss before slowly pulling his trousers down and stopping with her face inches from his bulging underpants.Chris stepped out of his trousers and Margaret kissed his cock through his underpants before oh so slowly pulling them down."Oh my," she exclaimed as his prick shot out. “So what class is up next?”“Yeah Cameron, what class do you have next?” I asked, my voice still brimming with confidence. “Why, it’s philosophy next, right? Why don’t you tell me all about what you’re learning today?”Cameron gave me a bit of a look, but quickly regained his smile for the other two. “Well, today we’re looking at twentieth-century philosophy as a whole. That covers a lot of movements, including…”I smirked as he droned on. This was somehow better than Cameron leaving us alone. He. " He's fucking cherry, you're k**ding?" the black man states."Yes, pretty sure no cocks have been up his ass, don't know about toys but really don't think the boy's done much," Master tells him."$5000 if you let me bust his cherry," the black man tell him, "don't mind if you want to watch. I could break him for you, then you can put him back together however you want, guarantee he will never be the same again. Or, if you are interested in selling him..." He hands Master a business card. "Call.