He chuckled again. How did that old country song go? ‘Who’s cheatin who, and who’s bein true, who don’t even care anymore, and who’s car is ...arked next door?’ Really he wanted it to work out. The FBI agent he’d been tracking was nobody. It had been easy to get his superiors to redirect Agent Miller for a few days. Bitterman on the other hand was a hunk of worthless shit, a real piece of work, totally one of Oscar Camulos’s creatures. The evening was really all about Shawn. What a great guy. He. He takes my hand and I groan as he licks my fingers sucking them and consuming every last drop of my wetness. He then greedily looks down and licks his lips. Fuck he wants more and I am so desperate for his mouth on me. I softly say, "Please," and spread my legs wider in a blatant invitation. I know it’s not going to take long once his tongue touches my pussy it’s over; I am going to cum and cum hard. Oh God he lets go of my hand and starts to remove his trousers. He is staring greedily at my. More

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