When I got inside, I realised the man I'd seen would have been behindthe porter's desk. He appeared to have disappeared now, no doubt toensure he wasn...'t asked any embarrassing questions. Well, that suited mefine. I, too, didn't want to be asked any embarrassing questions aboutwhy I, a resident of these apartments, should be dressed in a policeuniform and lurking in the entrance foyer, waiting for a police officerto walk by. And it was hardly as if I could go up to my apartment, asI'd failed to. I want demonstrate my experience and skills at pleasuring another woman as I focus on her clit and lick around it in a circular motion, varying the pressure, then insert a finger in her cunt creating an extra frisson for both of us. “I love it Sarah, don’t stop, don’t stop,” she implores.Then some teasing with sensual kissing up and down her inner thighs. I want to find her clitoris and pleasure it. My own clitoris is super sensitive with lots of nerve endings, it's the source of my orgasms. My. And there she was by the kitchen table, sipping her morning tea.She was beautiful, all right! And sexy too! She gave birth to me when she was only 19. Now 19 years later, there she was with her tea, sitting on her soft round asses. It gave her nighty a fine bulk, and her flat stomach made the perfect curved transformation.To top everything, she had some perfect boobs. That was actually impressive to be that age. Not the size but the way it was not hanging too much, it was still firm and was. " Approaching the second man Owen was shown what to do. Sureenough, the eyes of this one fluttered as well.The next room contained two more men. "So if we didn't do this what wouldhappen?"The Scotsman shrugged. "Worst case, they would try and eat us." You have the oddest sense of humor, Osgar," Own chuckled but somethingtold him that the Sargent was serious. The two men spoke very littleafter that, working quickly placing a small pinch of salt in the mouthsof each of the dead men.Returning,.