He gave another shudder, thinking of that terrible summer night just a few months ago, he had coaxed the last ‘Agent One,’ a disgraced former comm...nder in the French Surete, his true name unknown to him even as he rested the barrel of his pistol, silencer attached, against the back of his head, pulled the trigger, and then shoved him into the Thames. Two mornings later, sitting in a cafe and sipping coffee, his stomach lurched violently as he spied the front-page photo in the morning’s paper,. She reaches over and starts to gently play with my balls, I shiver and moan in response to her gentle manipulations still stoking my cock. Taking a finger she plays with the tip on my firm cock and getting her own finger cover in pre-cum sucks on it looking at me with that lustful sexy look on her face. We pull into the driveway and as she turns of the engine before she starts to help me stoke my cock. She then bends over and starts to lick the pre-cum off of the top of my now rock had cock,. We stopped at a ladies showroom for dresses to pick out her wedding dress. I wanted to be supportive so I spent my time focusing on what she was choosing and answering if it was good or not.I then planned on looking around myself and found an amazing saree. It wasn’t a bridal one, but it was super fancy. Magenta pink with silver laces all over and blue embroidery. I bought it in secret and kept it in the car before she got out.She was trying on a dress and came out for an instant from the. His hand moved to his crotch and he grabbed his cock, straightening it out in his shorts. The sight of me laying there like that must have given him an instant hard on.He moved his hand up and down his crotch, stroking himself through the cotton of his briefs. The sight of that thrilled me even more, and I turned to him.He didn’t move. He just stood there, looking at me.“Come over here,” I said.He walked slowly over to the bed. I could see the massive outline of his cock as he walked toward me..