Also, not in so many words, his lordship pointed out. That would be extremely unlikely to happen if I was gallivanting around dating young ladies who ...were above my station. He further suggested that it was doubtful that any young reporter would ever find himself employed by the big news organisations or TV companies, if he upset the wrong people. The inference was obvious. Then his tone turned amicable again, and we went into the Palm Court to join the rest of the party. Kylie asked me what. They ran to me and before I could do anything, they grabbed me, shoved me into the van, and jumped in. The van moved off down the street as I was held down. My hands were tied behind my back, my mouth was gagged, and I was blindfolded. My phone was removed and my wallet taken from my pants pocket.We traveled for a few minutes and then the van bounced as it turned left. The sound became larger and then the engine was cut off. "Did you get her?" I heard someone yell."Yeah," a voice from the front. Feathering her clit, scratching at her g-spot, and pulling at her tender nipple took her over the edge. Her body shook almost violently as her nerve endings all short circuited. She poured her essence all over my face and hand as she screamed in ecstasy. I stilled my tongue and hands as her orgasm washed over her, curling her toes as she slowly came down. Her thighs released my head, her hands let go of my hair, and I looked up, past the orange pillow of hair, past her heaving breasts, and. Maybe he was right, maybe a brisk walk would clear my head and get rid of the very naughty and dirty thoughts I was having. As soon as he left the room I jumped out of bed and quickly grabbed the clothes I had been wearing the night before. Just a pair of black leggings and a red top and cursed the fact that I had decided to go without a bra. I didn’t have a shower instead deciding to wait till I went home to have one, I really enjoyed the feeling of my pants still being wet after I cum. I.