They don't strike me as the caliber people capable of running such a diverse operation." But why Hundley? Why right now?" he whined. "We have enough t...rouble with the coming stockholders' fight and special projects funding drying up. We definitely do not need any further complications right now." Again, the special project came up. His mention of a special project went right over my head at the time."I believe that is the reason right there. Remember, the Watkins people initiated the whole. You groan" i'm gonna fuck the cum out of u !!! "u pull your whole cock out slowlyuntil just the tip touches my horny holethen u slam all the way back in2 me& make my ass-cheeks quiver & shakeover & over & again & again & againuntil my cock pulses & throbs 4 release...i moan as i feel my orgasm approachbut u suddenly pull my body up-rightso my back is tight against your chestthen u slide your hands 2 my knees& pull my legs all the way outwardas u hold me suspended in the air...your cock is still. Was it my imagination? I heard the cistern flush and realised I was at Ali’s house. It wasn’t my mind playing tricks on me. I was sharing Alison’s bed. I glanced at my phone, 4:44 am, way too early, so I feigned sleep and tried to relax. I heard the footfalls and felt the mattress springs lightly compress. The warmth returned as Alison was returning to her usual position. Her backside pressed against my hips. My chiselled chest resting against her smooth, slender back. My hand cupping her. As she reached for her mobile phone, she heard a roaring engine approaching. She put on the car’s flashers, hoping someone would stop and help, though she did have an illegal can of pepper spray at hand in case there was trouble. A biker came into view. Cindy clutched the pepper spray, white knuckled. He pulled behind the van and stepped off his bike. Tall, with a powerful build, he wore a fitted black t-shirt, worn blue jeans, and boots. She jumped when he tapped on her window. ‘Do you need.