She ran her tongue up the length of David's cock before swilling it around his swollen glans, tasting his precum before allowing it to slip between he... lips and into her mouth.David moaned in pleasure as his cock was enveloped in the hot, wet embrace of Cathy's mouth. He ran his fingers through her hair as his cock sank deeper into her mouth, as her tongue bathed his erection he started to thrust gently into mouth, slowly fucking her oral cavity. Releasing her head he pulled his shirt off. I also selected three garter belts, one black, one virginal whiteand one a very naughty purple color. I threw in an assortment of bras of various colors and styles, a half dozen pairs of stockings anda dozen or so pairs of panties. Again a carefully chosen assortment featuring bikini, hipster, boy shorts and thongs.My outer garments consisted of very tight jeans, skimpy shorts, a couple short tight skirts and a chinese style silk dresswith a long slit up the left leg. The slit when properly. At exactly ten-thirty a tallish elegant man in a blue pinstriped suit introduced himself. "Hello, I'm David Fielder senior, my son, David Fielder is a film director here. Would you come this way please?" I followed behind him as he led me to his huge office. David Fielder senior was I guessed, about sixty with grey thinning hair but very distinguished looking. He was the top man at Trident. He ran the business with his two sons, hence the name. I sat in the chair he offered me, opposite his. They moved soquickly that they became a blur as each grabbed a pistol from underneaththeir pillows.At least three men fell upon them. Two were quickly dispatched by blazingguns. The third stood back, shocked at what had occurred. He backedslowly toward the door, hoping to make an escape, and was rewarded for hisefforts with a sharp knife in his back. Suddenly lights were on throughoutthe house. Eight government agents were all over the place searching inevery nook and cranny. Obviously.