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That brings us to the present and Melissa Johnston’s rendezvous with John Law.

“Mattie, I will be in your debt forever.”

“Melissa, I’ll want a full report over a bottle of wine when you get back.”

“It might take two bottles of wine.”

Only then did Melissa Johnston call Oscar Lowe. “I hope you remember me?”

“How could I not. Are you coming to London?”

“I am, but I’m bringing my boss.”

“I’ve heard she’s a beautiful woman.”

“Young, blonde and beautiful, Oscar.”

“And willing?” Oscar laughed. “What did you tell her about me?”

“I did tell her that you were a big man. A big, big man. Oscar, when women are with you, they can’t help but be willing. She’s coming to London to discuss distributing Braun Beer throughout Africa.”

He laughed again, “that’s so disappointing. I was hoping . . .”

“That’s up to you. Mrs. Braun will be staying at the Ritz, and I’ll be across the street at Stuart House.”

“You know where I’ll be. Call me when you arrive.”

“I will, Oscar, and you know I haven’t forgotten.”

The flight in the Braun Company jet was uneventful. Once they arrived in London, Melissa made sure Alise was settled before going across the street to Stuart House and called Oscar Lowe. “Oscar, Mrs. Braun will be in the lounge in about two hours. She’ll be drinking gin and tonic. Remember, she’s blonde and young.”

“Thank you, Melissa, How can I ever make it up to you?”

She laughed, “I’m sure you’ll think of something. Maybe something long, hard and black,” she laughed.

After hanging up, she made another call to a private line. “Lord Law, my name is Melissa Johnston from the United States.”

“Ah yes. My dear friend Miss Coughlin told me you might call. Are you in London?”

“Yes. I’m staying at Stuart House.”

“Wonderful. Shall a send a car for you?”

“I just arrived. I need about two hours.”

“I’ll have a car waiting out front. Miss Johnston, according to Mattie Coughlin we’ll have a wonderful time together.”

“I expect so. According to Mattie, I’m in for a treat.”

Three hours later, Melissa was getting her treat. Mattie Coughlin wasn’t wrong. His Lordship John Law, sixty-seven-years-old had a cock to rival the biggest she’d ever had. Just like his grandfather Henry Law.

She was taking it deep in her mouth. Then almost all the way out. “I’m going to have to thank Miss Coughlin for recommending you. For an American you are very talented. I hope you can do that all night. I took a little pill,” he laughed.

“Hmmmmmm, hmmmmmmmm, hmmmmmm,” she smiled up at him. For a moment Melissa took it out. “Your Lordship, you have the most incredible cock.

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