For the seven hours the three of us brainstormed ideas and put them in an outline form. There were so many pieces, that was the only way we were going... to keep it straight.I did not have time to dwell on this; from Morton we were going straight home. I needed to look at four days of complete reports from Robert instead of a few highlights.Monday was decision day for Harrisburg and I wanted to be prepared.We were one hundred miles out when Marcy sent a text, “Your welcoming committee has been. I was going down on him when he asked.”Ugh. I wrinkled my nose, and bit my tongue. Serves you right for listening.“You know in some cultures that’s considered a binding contract,” Sébastien appeared, and slid in beside us, handing off a frothy latte to Marie, and a steaming mocha in a stoneware mug to me, piled high with fresh whipped cream.“I suppose you would know, wouldn’t you?” Marie rolled her eyes, taking the mug with two hands, “This boy. I swear, he sucked his thumb until he was seven.. A number of men were watching them closely as they fucked and that meant everyone, except for Kelly, was getting a good view of his cock.Soon he fucked her to an orgasm. A guy climbed up a bar stool and sat on the bartop next to Kelly's face. He pulled out his cock and pulled her head toward it. Kelly complied and he actually scooted along the bar so sat right in front of her. The guy fucking her from behind never broke stride and his fucking, combined with looking at a very hard prick right in. Instead, she encountered an extremely impressive erection that she gently wrapped her hand around the shaft of. Jack groaned throatily against their kiss, unexpectedly enjoying the unusual feeling of not being in the driving seat and setting the pace for once. Slowly, his natural domination tried to re-exert itself but the wonderful feeling of Meg’s soft, gently stroking palm hampered his progress. Jack shifted the focus of his mouth to suckle on Meg’s bottom lip as he unzipped the back of her.