”“Panhandle Films, there big, run by a right bastard, Archie Maginess.” Oscar almost whispered.“But they work in hospitality for Sean Tate, a ...local businessman…………” Terry said.“Sean Tate, oh fucking hell, why didn’t you tell me that earlier, saved all this fucking about. Sean fucking Tate, runs casino’s, massage parlours, all types of clubs. He’s rumoured to supply most of the hard d**gs in this area. Has connections all over. Has a string of brothels, here and in Europe. Supplies high class. It started with a long hug before I heard my overalls' suspenders come unbuckled. Then they were pulled down followed by thousands of tiny kisses all over my neck and shoulders, then my breasts got some extra special attention, making me giggle with delight. I was so glad that Jenny was feeling better.After pouring in some of my favorite scented bubble bath I started filling the tub. We jumped in and watched the water turn into a rich layer of girly smelly foam. There was just enough room for. She was wearing black stockings that came up to just over her knee. A plaid skirt that hardly covered her ass and I white button down shirt that she tied right under her tits. I actually could believe how big her chest was. She had to be a full C. Why was she hiding them for so long. Her hair and makeup were also done like a good prostitute.She walked over to me and Amiee and kneeled right next to her so her face was right next to her ass. After she was settled she looked up at me and I pulled. She smiled as my goo was on her chin and running down her chest onto her stomach. She reached down and scooped up my load before it got on the carpet. She licked her fingers and sucked on her hand as she brought her head up and looked at me standing over her. I reached down and pulled her back up and walked behind her to her room.Ring! Ring! Ring the phone goes off. My cock is stuck to my leg and looks like a caterpillar laying next to my big balls. The bed moves and I here Ms. Keisha say.