She then licked her lips at the sight of him tossing himself off to us... and he noticed this, and moved the paper just enough so would could see him ...sliding his hand up and down his cock... this must have got to Mrs Silky a lot as I felt her pussy get increasing wet again, she started then wanking my cock almost perfectly in time with the business mans motions of his own cock... I thought to myself if she was imaging herself holding his cock... this in a strange way did turn me on, and I had. They’ll force the Alliance to surrender to us, make one final, last-ditch stand ... or abandon the city. Whatever they do, they’re doomed.“If they give up the capital ... it’s an admission of defeat, whether tacit or explicit. If they stay put, they’re separated from their forces and render them rudderless. They’ll dissolve in days without what remains of their unity of command. And the generals will be captured or killed, anyway.“If they surrender, of course, that’s the ball game, the whole. He had perked up at the possible change in the topic. "She had a tattoo of a heart that said 'Joey'. She was at the beach with me, and she was, like, my girl.." Joey paused as he was blushing. But then he said, "Well, it was just a fantasy." For a moment I wondered if I had been accidentally getting some of his fantasies instead of the other way around. John then said "That's not what mine was like. OK, I give up." Brad stayed quite then. I guessed he was either feeling unsure about it all, or. I waited until the squall passed, holding her hand passively, until she took it away to rummage in her coat pocket for a tissue. She blew her nose and wiped her eyes."What happened, Ray?" she asked. "I want to hear it from you. I don't want to hear it from Lindsey, or from Brad, or from Marcus, or from anybody else. Just from you. What happened?" You want to know what happened?" I was angry, and she was about to be the unfortunate recipient. "Okay, I'll tell you what happened. You hung up on.