." "No. Why the dinner slash housewarming party story? Why the elaborate ruse?" Sighing, Jacquí slumped against the wall. "I didn't lie about the p...rty, y'know. I just um...exaggerated the number of guests." "Why?" "Would you have come otherwise?" Denise shook her head, not as a negative reply, but at Jacquí's misunderstanding. "No, why me? What do you want from me?" A small frown line formed at the bridge of Jacquí's aquiline nose as she appeared to weigh her words. Finally, she opted. You can fuck her or whatever. But I don't want you taking pictures or letting anyone else know about it. If I don't control how much people find out about her I could lose my power. I don't intend to let that happen."There was just enough of a threat in his voice to get Barry's attention.There was silence for a few minutes. They both watched the sex scene unfolding on the big screen television. Tawney and I stared at the far wall. We didn't want to see it. It isn't that we didn't think what we. She wanted to nibble – wanted to rip open the nylon mesh and devour him. But his instructions were clear: no snags, no tears.Keeping control, she pushed her tongue hard against the black nylon. His thickened cock throbbed and pre-cum seeped through the casing. She sucked at the dampness, relishing the flavour while he pulsed hot against her lips. Scarcely breathing, she closed her teeth carefully around him, gripping him gently but firmly. She waited. Did he trust her? He made no protest – but. She wondered what had happened between the two in the short time they were together."I need to look extra good for tomorrow afternoon. Can you get one of the newer gowns for me, Shelby? How can I make this room look cheerier, I wonder..."The words came fast, as if all one sentence, until Clay's voice left off and his thoughts took over. It was unlike him to worry about his surroundings, but here, he was out of his element."She's coming tomorrow I take it," Shelby teased."Yes, in the afternoon..