After the first two switchbacks, he stopped at the landing and began speaking into the cufflinks on his left wrist."This is Agent Double Eight reporti...g in," he said as June made her way up to the landing. "I am closing in on the rat's lair. Repeat, I am closing in on the rat's lair."When June reached him he didn't wait for her to catch her breath but grabbed her hand and pulled her up the stairs with him. She squealed softly in protest as he quickened his pace, but somehow she managed to keep. Satisfied, Olga stepped to the small bedroom. The lights burned brightly, warming the small, cold apartment. She sat on the edge of the bed and peeled off her threadbare robe. The young man couldn’t have been 19 years old. His features were classically Slavic—the deep, sunken eyes, the large head, the narrow, pointed chin. He was wiry and hairless other than a badly cropped head of straight blond hair. He was also waffling between uncomfortable and excited. The familiar voice of Sergei the. She tentatively reached out and touched it."He likes you to rub it up and down, with a fairly firm grip, mostly just moving the skin," Jenn advised Sarah.She grabbed her hand, placed it on my cock and moved it up and down to show her what she meant.She let go and then looked at me."Jason, do you like Sarah's tits? They're a bit smaller than mine but they are really quite nice."She took my hand and started rubbing it over one and then the other. I could tell by her look that Sarah wasn't sure. "I need to change," she whispered. "No," he smiled. "Take off your jeans." She slowly obeyed. "Stand up and come here." When she was standing in front of him, he stood up. She looked straight ahead, into his chest, as he towered over her. "Turn around," he said. She turned on the spot, and he put his left hand on her waist. With a quick motion, he hooked his fingers and yanked her panties down to her knees. She shuddered, perhaps fearing that he would bend her over and take her again..