Hoooo …hoooo… uhhhhhhh… aahhhh … ahhhhh….And she almost passed out. Her eyes were closed. Her breathing was abnormal, shorter, heavier, mixe....I couldn’t tell, I was scared. I just sat there. The room was filled with her breathing sounds. Her legs were shaking, I sat there for may be 2 minutes, and then, I called her,“Ankita….Ankita….heyy….you okay??” She was quiet, and then just nodded her head, expressing that she is fine. She got up, struggling, I helped her, and she just dropped herself onto. Cheryl did this without hesitation and I noticed that the small thong had moved to the side exposing her left pussy lip. She was a smooth as silk and dripping wet. I was on my knees tape measure in the hand, a dripping wet pussy in front of my nose and an erection that threatened to blow all on its own. It was at this point that I lost all professionalism and stuck my tongue out and gave her cunt a lick. Expecting a slap at least I cringed back but Cheryl grabbed me by the head and grounded. Danielle began moving back and forth on my cock."That's a good cock," she said."That's a great pussy," I responded.Danielle moved back and forth and up and down on my cock. My balls rubbedagainst my panties, causing wonderful sensations. She kneaded my titties,playing with my nipples and rolling them with her fingers. I moaned asshe did. I reached up and grabbed her perfect titties. I felt theirsmoothness and perfect firmness. I rolled her nipples as she rolled mine.We moaned together."This is. Somehow though, she was able to get past the wards.”“What’s her connection to Roger?” Samantha interrupts, suddenly eager to know more about this feud.“I don’t know the details,” he answers, “but Roger was sent over by the FBI to the CIA to act as a liaison and help investigate a mole in their DEeP division. He returned successful but he didn’t seem happy. It was like he didn’t quite accomplish a task he set out to do. That was a trait he carried. When Roger set out to do something, he did it.