He claimed, at least to Interpol when they spoke to him, that he hadn't seen nor had any idea where his son was. To me, this answered my and Interpol'... question as to where the money was coming from and I hoped our lookout got his picture. Then I watched as Issac and his other guests all piled out and from the smiles I could see, it looked like everyone was having a good time. Well, I thought, laugh it up because I would have the last laugh. If he hadn't put an open contract on the ones I. "Unghhhh-ulphhhhh!" Margot moaned as his throbbing cockhead clogged her throat, choking her.But she held it in, her lips plastered around the hairy hilt, her chin jammed to his balls and her nose nestled in the dark patch of his cockhair.His cock was down her throat so deep she almost thought it was going to come out of her asshole, transfixing her through her digestive tract.She slid up, sucking through every precious inch of his sweet prick, purring with pleasure."Ummmmm-ahhhhhh!" she sighed. She let out a little moan and slid her hand round to to stroke my now throbbing cock, for a second we held the position both enjoying our groping. A shout came for brandy who was needed back in the office, we were both left very frustrated! We'd started messaging in the meantime and brandy txt to tell me how frustrated she was. I seconded the thought and agreed we needed to find somewhere that we'd be undisturbed to finish what we started! Each dinnertime I'd leave the office and walk around. He wasn’t on some kind of deadline. He could call me when he had time. Maybe he had a really busy weekend. I mean, we did seem to have a connection at the bar. Even the first time I saw him there seemed to be a little chemistry every time he quirked that incredible smile at me. Oh god. That smile. My insides squirmed a little and I reached for my bedside table. There was one fool proof way to calm down, and I retrieved the sleek purple device from the drawer. I slipped my hand up under my shirt.