I was almost ready and my heart was pounding hard and was having different feeling and little bit nervous how it is going to be. I just turned my eyes... on to my phone and it was around 7.30 and it has been more than an hour Ajay had been out. I still started touching up wherever needed to make it perfect.Then I realized my eyebrows were not as perfect then I took the sensors and started adjusting them and also applied the liner and awesome and it was more than perfect. I bet if there is poet. If you want an invite then you'll know where to look if you're in NZ. (a website)The husband vets everyone as his wife is in a very high profile position and doesn't want anyone there that might know her.So thanks everyone who's asked me where it is, I'm not saying. Everyone who goes is told this and if they want to keep on being invited, will stick by it.Now for some additional info.Apparently his wife loves the feel, and the smell of cum, but not so much the taste. She doesn't mind sucking,. Pulling the chair back from the desk I crouched between her splayed legs enjoying the view before me. I feeding her more wine I admired her stocking clad legs and glimpse the sheer panties.Slowly stroking up from her ankles, gently skimming over her calves, savouring the feel of fine stockings and the flesh they cover. Reaching her knees and thighs I lightly push them a little further apart as my hands reach the black stocking tops and my fingers find that wonderful part of bare skin. Slowly. “You’ve got that sort of look in your eyes that says you need to speak to me, and I can already tell you that I’m way too busy.”“Are you Abrams?” She asked, ignoring him. All of the Research employees had codenames based on military equipment.“That depends on who’s asking. If you’re my new assistant, then maybe. If you’re one of the greedy assholes from Operations, needy assholes from Development or stingy assholes from Finance, I’m going to have to invite you to piss off.”Well, this was off to.