I ran my tongue through her chocolate black nipples, and then, lower on her waist. I squeezed her breasts tight in my hands, and then, touched her pus...sy, and felt the wet skin of it feel like kingly velvet to me. She touched my dick. It grew an inch bigger. I kept licking and sucking her hard nipples for about a few minutes more. After that, when I was momentarily satisfied, I lied back on the bed with my dick pointing up. She came, and gently touched, and stroked my dick. Then she put it in. "Okay," I said. "I'll see her at the office during lunchtime. Tell her to wait for me."That was when she told me Betty wasn't at the office, but with a client and would spend lunchtime with him too. No, she could not tell me where. I paused, thinking."Please give me Robert Mancini," I asked."Mr. Mancini isn't in either," she answered.She did not say that there was a link between their absences. But funny enough, there suddenly was one in my brain. My poor paranoia-ridden brain.An hour later it. Every morning rey would go off to scavenge and return by lunch. Luke would have a hot meal on the table and they would eat and stay in for the rest of the day if she hadn't found anything she needed to sale. She would take a bath and relax for an hour before she felt the urge again.The urge to give her benefactor some pleasure. To suck on his thick cock and drink down his seed into her hungry belly. He never forced her to do it but, as Rey told him once when he had began to feel the inklings of. I felt emboldened to try something."OK, then, come with me," I said as I took her hand.The bathroom was just outside the bedroom, behind a 'pocket door'. I led her into the bathroom and slid the door closed behind us. I drew her towards me and gave her another deep French kiss as I pondered what to do. I hadn't really planned this, but what the heck...I continued to embrace her as I turned myself around, backing up to the toilet. Fortunately, the lid was up and the seat was down, so I slowly.