”Justin holds up his hand defensively. “Hey, I’ve got no problem with that. Besides, it’s sometimes nice to sit back and watch.”“Not for m...,” Riley pipes in. “I rather participate.”“Or be the instigator,” Justin comments.“I take it you’ve been busy while I’ve been away,” Sola says, cracking a smile.Riley giggles. “We’ve been doing a few naughty things.”“I bet you have,” Sola remarks. She turns her attention back to Justin. “I heard you might be going into business with Zate.”“Yes, as a matter. I have had sex with men, but not a lot and I have always been the one receiving, you know once a friend showed me a pack of pictures of his wife from fully dressed in conservative suit to complete nude with some action photos, her sucking his dick and fucking her self with a rubber dildo. I thumbed thru them while he suck my cock. Later I fucked his wife while he took pictures, but that another story. What I want to tell you about now is when I was younger. I loved the feel of women's under. It was when she spoke that sentence to me that an almost instant change occurred within me. I was no longer jealous or hurt but with my precious girlfriend talking about other people fucking her I became incredibly horny. I started kissing her and my hand quickly found it's way up her dress to the mound in her panties. She quickly got my cock out and made her way down to take me in her mouth but I stopped her short I needed her beside me I had to hear more. I pulled her to her feet and we. That's another problem, he thought. If I don't get away from here, I'll gain ten pounds I don't need!The five Russians talked quietly but seriously. They were on an assignment for sure. It was written all over them, their faces and expressions. Steve suspected he and they were after the same thing. He needed just one move by them, one visible action, and he would call in some help. What he didn't know was the size of the opposing force—another seven Russians waited in their motel room,.