It was beyond hope that their leaving wouldn't be observed by their enemies' spies but multiple false leads and rumors were salted throughout the city... and dock area in hopes of confusing or delaying any potential pursuit. To strengthen the deception that this was just a high-profile trade mission to a potentially lucrative new trading partner ― information that would be of interest to their "allies" as well as enemies ― they would be escorted by two frigates of the Jeevelian Navy as they made. “Good, now Amy take Mike here into the other room, so he can watch Elle being fucked.” She was on the sofa, legs spread, as Dermot fucked her, moaning, her mouth wide, her eyes wide, though I’m not sure she even knew I was there. Her tattered dress lay on the floor, and bits of her thong. Her red nails dug into his back, racking them down, then gripping his arse, pulling him deeper into herself, as she lifted her legs higher, and in doing so spread her legs even wider. His hand was around her. We would chit chat about life in general, but not any real conversations. At least until I showed up that Monday wearing my team's colors. She basically spent the week with light-hearted jabs and jokes.During lunch that Friday, Stephanie stopped by my office and asked where I was going to watch the game. I told her that I had a couple of places planned to check out, but nothing in stone yet. She asked me to watch the game, that way she could see me cry after my team lost.I took her up on her. They usually start with “Will you fuck my wife” or something like that. Not this one though, which is maybe why I followed it through.This message started with “Hi Gary, I am **** and my girlfriend is ****. We will be honest as to why we messaged you. I for some reason, have been unable to pleasure my girlfriend orally. We have discussed it thoroughly and have decided to take the plunge and see if we can find a gentleman who would be willing to give **** oral sex to see if they can excite.