" Mr. Austin. May I speak to you in private?" Me. Medawar looked like he was about to throw his considerable weight and influence around.The children ...were ejected. Wendy and I were sent to cool our heels outside the backdoor.'They're having a pissing contest.''What? Oh, that's right. You can hear everybody.''Oh my! Otto and Charlie are descendants of the agents my Dad and Mom killed in Africa.''Shit!''Much do-do!''Not good.''They want the box ... No. Wait!''What?''They want revenge! The box is. Is there any truth in any of this?”“With the girl? No. With the coven of three women? Partly. When my ex-fiancée Penny broke our engagement I was shattered, as you might remember. Zena lent a sympathetic ear, and that was the only part of her anatomy she lent me: we have always been platonic friends. I did then have a relationship with Colette for a while, which helped me get over Penny. Apart from that, we meet weekly to play contract bridge. They will corroborate that. That’s the extent of. As I shot I could feel John swallowing my warm spunk. As my orgasm subsided he lightly squeezed my cock to get the last few drops in his mouth before he raised up.Nice fucking load, he said as he sat back up. I bent over and lowered my mouth to his cock. I started sucking him then wrapped my hand around his meat stroking him also. He started to buck his hips up and he put his hand on the back of my head. He was a little more verbal than I was asking me, you want my hot load - you gonna swallow. In truth it was an instrument, an instrument of pleasure which he and she used in their games of love. Hot passionate games which took them to the peaks of ecstasy often beyond any that he had previously experienced. He had made love to many women in his life but non of them came anywhere close to this woman who could make his body perform over and over in ways that he had never thought possible. He had the most tremendous climaxes when he was with her, not just once but several times in one.