" She was shaking, standing there on one foot, me holding her wet body so tight as I fingered her in and out. "Oh, OOH, OOH, UUH, mmm, oh, Ben, oh," s...he cried out. She fell into my arms trembling as I held her limp body. "Oh, that was awesome. I can't believe how good that felt. I feel so weak now, just everything drained out of me," she said as her head rose and she kissed me over and over. "Thank you, Ben, thank you. You did me so good. Iris really was right, huh? This is just the best.". He pulled my ass cheeks open and slowly slid a finger all along the inside of my crack. I let out a loud moan, and started to wiggle my ass in response to his touch.He said "Hmmm. Someone likes that."I said "Ohhhhh yea."He continued to rub all up and down my ass crack. He then rubbed his finger on my asshole. I let out a fairly loud moann. He continued to rub my asshole for a good minute or so, as if he was teasing it. I was moaning the entire time. He then asked "Are you real clean down. ‘Oh, Arty, I shouldn’t be laying this all on you like it’s all just business. It’s your life we’re talking about.’ ‘I understand, but go on. It’s important I know the risk the people are taking to help me.’ ‘Berger’s company is located on private property belonging to Lord James Barrington, who apparently is a personal friend. Barrington must have some local clout to get all the approvals necessary. The location will give them some privacy in bringing you in and out of the Berger laboratory.. His expensive suit didn’t fit and, although it was clean and immaculately pressed, still managed to give the impression that the wearer was a person trying too hard to be someone he could never be. His empire, which he had inherited from his father, was based on what was seen as the typical Mafia core business of protection, gambling, drugs and prostitution all now positioned behind the ‘legitimate’ facade of a topless bar. Guido thought of himself as a benevolent dictator, distributing.