I sat in my office looking at my smartphone. “The wonders of technology!” I smiled to myself. It was simple really and even though I was frustrated that my keen intellect hadn’t been able to work out who ‘Buttercup’ was, I also knew that it would have bee...
“Yes” he answered simply staring at her dribbling pussy before him. “Good” she replied and placed the replica of his cock on his sternum before she raised herself up and eased the tip against her vulva. She sighed loudly as she lowered herself down the di...
“Eleanor!!” “Yes, Mr Harmon?” responded the slightly tinny voice through the intercom. “Can you bring in the guestlist for Saturday Night,” he released the speak button and knew once again that his 'please' hadn’t been transmitted. “As you wish, Mr Harmon...
