“Why the handicapped stall?” I askedShe said because there was the most room in it, as a devilish smile slid upon to her face from out of nowhere....he started to untie the string to her bikini in the back. As the top fell to the ground I felt a sudden tightness in my swim trunks. And I guess I wasn’t the only one that noticed iteither. She dropped to her knees and slid them down for what seemed like forever. When they finally fell to the ground we both gasped. Her in surprise, me in relief. “I found some phone numbers in Nin’s computer, last night. And I want to call MI6 in London, from an untraceable cell. Then I want to get some laser pointers, and something that will alter my voice, electronically.”G: “Still planning to play at Miss Illya Kuryakin?”C: “Who?”G: “Illya Kuryakin. The spy who was played by David McCallum, long before he became Ducky on NCIS.”C: “Really? He was somebody else? I’ll have to look that up. Sounds interesting.” She kept eating.G: “Change not the subject,. I have him slow down though because I don’t want him to come yet. As she licks and sucks on his cock I kiss my way down her body. I stop to suck and chew on her nipples, dart my tongue into her belly button, tongue both sides of her hips, and then I settle myself between her thighs. I start sucking the inside of her thighs; licking the creases just to tease. I run my tongue back and forth over her slit not quiet delving into her folds. I love the anticipation. They always assume I am going to. I moved my hands and now had them running up her back and around the front to rub across her tits. She kept herself off of me as I teased her little cunt lips while alternately flicking my tongue across her clit. Looking up at her she had her head level, eyes lightly closed and mouth slightly open taking in shallow breaths. I licked at her sweet little pussy for several minutes and continued to run my hands up and down her slender body as she slowly leaned her head back while her breathing.