I'll ask him!'She held the phone aside. 'He wants to know if you're going to fuck me! Are you?'I looked at her quizzically. 'What do you think?'She sp...oke into the phone again. 'He asked me what I think. I think he will! What? Oh, quite good-looking ... he's got his hand on my leg, under my skirt, and he keeps looking at my tits... 'She sighed. 'Yes, of course I'll tell you. Yes, everything. No, I won't forget anything — do you want me to take bloody notes or something? Yes, OK. 'Bye.''Well,. I stood next to Mr. C as his staff entered the conference room and took their seats. Most of them bypassed the look on Mr. C’s face and initially focused on my exposed body, a regular sight but one not ignored. I was, of course, the only one naked. This time, though, that fact was not stimulating to me.Mr. C didn’t waste time. He explained the situation and the obvious ramifications. The group was stunned but quickly responded with calls for immediate legal retaliation. Calmer. Now i know, she has a real view of my bulging and desperate cock through my inner thighs and my cock was tilted towards one side.She carefully in the act of massaging lifted my one leg a bit and separated my legs far away and i know my cock is throbbing in the middle. Now, her hands started moving a little inside closer to the balls in those sensitive areas. I can’t explain, it was wow in heaven. She really knows the stuff and probably enjoys doing it. In the act of massaging, she touched by. Let us just have that after dinnertreat we have both been denying each other until the time was right. Forthe right time, is right now."Devlin got up and left the bag on the table. "Sorry Becky I am just notin the mood to have that treat with someone who does not believe me whenI tell them something."Devlin was leaving and Becky made sure her words were the right ones. Sheknew the situation called for the deft touch of a three card montedealer. "Devlin call me, and we can talk about.