I dig my keys out of my purse and rush through the dark garage toward the deserted corner where my car is parked. I know better than to be out this la...e. At night. Alone.It hadn't been deserted two hours ago when I had hurried here to pick up the present for my little sister's birthday. There had been cars and people, safety in being one among many. Now I was alone, except for those footsteps.I reach my car and anxiously try to put the key in the door lock. My hand is shaking, I am terrified. Jane had learned from Jim’s mighty club to take a cock deep into her throat. This one wasn’t the depth finder of Jim’s, so she hardly gagged when she took it all the way in. Her lips sliding firmly up and down, her tongue dancing around it, then her lips fucking it again gave him the exquisite friction he needed. His breath came quicker. He was giving her no warning of his imminent ejaculation, but she could tell. Her hand, gingerly tossing his balls in their sac, felt them tighten up, his. He was a vanilla boy!As lizzie's was doing a proper job on my stiff, hungrily sucking and licking it to heightened hardness, I thought I'd return the favour and sample her cunt with my lips and Tongue. Not wanting to leave Dave out, I reached up with my left hand and stroking his own hand away, wrapped mine around his stiff shaft and did a milking action on his tool. He put his hand lightly on my swaying wrist, an intimate gesture which conveyed his deep gratitude. Lizzies cunt was wet to my. I’m the head of domestic CIA operations. Believe it or not, we do have some justified operations within the U.S. borders.”“Something tells me that’s not why you called.”“No. I called to inform you that Wayne Powell, a former associate of ours, has been disassociated with us. We’ve gotten court orders barring him from contacting any CIA operative or approaching any closer than five-hundred feet of your group.”Al chuckled. “The videos are getting airplay, aren’t they?”Mary sighed. “They’re.