..can I just.....I mean....do I just...", she stammers as her thighs squeeze together and a soft shudder runs through her body."Just suck his dick bab..., just like he's a guy. You know you want to and we both have so get down there on that dick girl", I say to her. Aphrodite lays down beside him and begins jacking his cock off and he rolls to his back as she lifts it saying, "Come on sweetie, I'll hold it for you and show you how." Julie gets on her hands and knees and moves to where her face. ' 'Forget it,' she said. I thought that was it, she wasn't interested, but then when she said, 'Anyway, I didn't bring any sexy panties with me,' I knew she was up for it. 'What?' I replied. 'I didn't bring any sexy panties with me,' she again stated. I knew this was a lie because I make her buy sexy panties only - she didn't have any other type. 'We'll see,' I said. When we got to our hotel we waited on Tony who arrived within minutes of us with some beer and a bottle of nice wine. So we. He pulled his mouth free from my chest, trailing open mouth kisses up my neck, his teeth a sharp edge along my skin. He bit my pulse, hard, and I felt tingles of pleasure roll down my spine as he pressed into me, rolling his hips, letting me feel his hard erection, grinding it against my softness. His hands stroked down my back and cupped my ass, pulling me tight and we rubbed against each other, the friction a sweet tease as his mouth laved over my skin, his teeth brushing, sometimes biting,. I had Woodrow Allen accompany me to France, as Krish had been dispatched by Colonel Slade to Manchester, on some assignment for the Bureau.After obtaining a theodolite, some marker poles, and balls of twine, to use in relocating the burial plot, we left London en route for Calais, via Dover, on the seventh of February. After an uneventful journey, except for me succumbing to my weakness of sea sickness, - or mal de mer as the French refer to it - when crossing The Channel, we arrived at Château.