She worked my hand down to her stomach and then directed me in the use of my fingers inside her thighs. ‘Hold on a minute,’ she said, sitting up ...nd taking hold of my cock and held it up. ‘See that?’ Her finger was pointing at my love juice that was welling out from the swollen head beneath the foreskin. She then ran her finger across the top, taking quite a bit of juice up and popped it into her mouth. ‘Mmmm, that’s sweet,’ she said, licking her lips, ‘have you ever tried it?’ I shook my. Better take off those shorts before you burst the seams. Jim looked at her and she told him again to take them off. When he pulled them off his cock popped out and he was quite endowed for a teen. His out of control cock stuck straight up and she then reached over and grabbed it and stroked it. She stroked his cock then cupped his balls and when he leaked precum she ran her finger over his slit and tasted it. Now Jim was quite turned on. Then she pulled into a vacant lot and turned the car off.. They had pulled up in front of my machine shed, blocking the entrance into the bay I had my car in.“Are you Paul Taylor?” The taller of the two asked. He had a dark suit on that did not really look comfortable in the summer heat.“I am. And you are?”They scanned the yard and then pulled off their sunglasses. “I’m Special Agent Michaels and this is Special Agent Samuelson. We’re with the FBI office in Chicago.” They both pulled out little leather ID cases and held their badges out for me.I. Evans and Coach fucking me. She understood my need to have her and Miss Emerson fuck both Mr. Evans and Coach.“Do you think Miss Emerson will agree?” asked Betsy.“I don’t know. I was hoping you could help me in convincing her. I know she has an inkling for you,” I said.“Are you serious?” She asked.“Yes, she has admitted to me that she is bisexual and you were high on her list of future conquests, and if I told her you were available, she might go for it. If that does not work, I will tell her.