.. because him an Art was partners ... no matter what, they was also pals.The two D.E.A. agents sat uncomfortably on straight-backed wooden chairs, in...the shabby three-room apartment on the second floor of the 'Fenton Arms' hotel. Both men were mindlessly staring out through the unwashed living room window at a warehouse located directly across the street from the cheap hotel room, and both men were bored to spit. For the last three day's they had been staking out the warehouse, which was. "If I give you a blow job what do I get. I doubt that any of you is a great lover of women." I suggested."What would you want?" Jack asked."How about, if you just owe me a favor, and when I ask, you can not say no?" I asked.Jack was the most adventurous. "I can do that," he said. "I trust that you won't get me killed." I can only promise to try not to get you killed," I said with a laugh."So can we get the blow job in advance," Michael asked."Sure that isn't a problem," I said quietly while. “Smell that, Jimmy? That’s me getting horny because you’re in pain. I can get off two ways: either you get licking and do a damn good job, or I hurt you some more. Your choice, but you owe me, and I’m going to take what I’m owed”Nothing happens. I sigh, loudly.“Alright Jimmy, the hard way”I open my mouth taking the head of his penis, and rest my teeth just below the start of his foreskin. I slowly begin to close my jaw, pressing more and more firmly, passing from brush to touch, from touch to. My pussy was dripping wet. I could not help but taste it off my fingers. Back at my RV things were getting very hot and heavy. By this time I am craving that BBC in my pussy, in my mouth and in my ass. By the size of his cock I knew I was going to be Cumming very hard on his cock. I, being the {ROCKET QUEEN} that I am I wanted on top to ride this cock like it has never been rode before. As I worked my hot and soaking wet pussy up and down his shaft I reached for the telephone. I called my.