To be honest, I wasn't really paying much attention. Not that she was boring, I enjoyed the sound of her voice, I just couldn't take my eyes off of he...r mouth. Soft, pink lips. A hint of gloss. I shifted in my seat, taking a drink from my gin and tonic. A sudden image of her kneeling in front of me with those same soft lips parting around the shining head of my swollen cock had popped unbiddenly into mind. When she put the glass to her mouth, I could just see the pink tip of her tongue gently. She motioned for him to move closer and, as he obeyed, she raised herself up to press her lips against his chest and stomach. Her hands found his cock and she massaged it against one breast. He could feel her nipple pressed right at the opening of his cock. She continued to trail kisses down his stomach while stroking her long fingernails lightly over his balls. "You like, David?" "It's... pretty nice." "Oh, you wound me, darling!" Carrie leaned forward, pressing her breasts against his. No one should dare fight against him, they should know the consequences. ‘Send orders to my son telling him to return at once. Also, send the command to the field general to use any and all necessary force to restore order. Make it clear that I want this matter settled as quickly as possible and that it would cause my great displeasure to hear anything other than good news upon our next correspondence.’ His advisors stood around him dictating his speech and waiting for further instruction.. I felt bad for her, but knew there was nothing I could do, so I stayed in the living room and waited. Luckily, I was not alone for long. Less than a minute after my new friend had left, her studly Dalmatian trotted into the living room. The sight of his muscular body soon forced a fantasy to grow within me. Unfortunately, it never got a chance to blossom. But that was only because I soon discovered I had been wrong about more than the hot blondes sexual orientation. I had also misjudged her.