She sat up a little when she heard me come in.“Is he ok your ... err friend? I should go so you can be with him.”“Nonsense girl, sit back and en...joy your drink. My ‘friend’ can cope on her own for the time being. And it’s not a 'him' but a 'her'.” Her eyes widened at this revelation. “All my ‘friends’ are women, it’s my speciality.”I let that sink in as I picked up the full glass of wine from the table. Instead of sitting in the armchair opposite I joined her on the sofa. I let our legs brush. I start gently pushing the end against her ring. It needed some help. I grabbed the baby oil from the shelf in the shower, put some on my dick and rubbed some around her arse. Carrie turned around so her back was towards me. Carrie held your cheeks apart in anticipation. It started to go in slowly. Her arse was tight, at first it hurt a little, then, once her ring had relaxed, it started to slide in easier. The sensation drove her wild, she started playing with her clit. I put my arms around. Someone is delivering two 'chairs' to the diplomat, but ... we don't know where. We have off-world trackers on his vehicles, so following him won't be a problem. The son-of-a-bitch is rich, though, and rents or owns several houses or cabins, and ... I doubt that we know all of them. Apparently his flunky has given the kidnapper directions at a prior time, since no one mentioned it during the conversations we heard. But the diplomat apparently has something else he has to do tonight. The. "It makes me feel like a real woman when I touch your manly titties, when I rub my fingers through the hair on your body." But then she turned around. "Look at that little hole of mine," she said, bending over so that he could see her full butt. "Look in there and- see if you find anything you want."Charley smiled. "I already know there's a treasure in there." He pulled her buns apart with his hands and slid one finger down the long narrow groove. He arrived at her anus. "How's your hole doing,.