----Half an hour later: "Oh, Chahlie, slide it in and out..."How he loved her voice. She was naked in his arms again, her own arms--and her legs--wrap...ed around him. She was moving her hips in that sweet familiar rhythm that he had taught her. His hurting-hard dick was being lovingly caressed by her warm, wet, slippery-squeezy pussy--his first, his best, and forever the only one he wanted or would ever want. Her lovely breasts were bare and pressed against his chest. Her mouth was locked to. She pushed a button and Alpha One came in."Yeah?" he said. It aggravated her that he didn't maintain proper respect and discipline, but he was her best agent. He was almost clairvoyant in his ability to guess where a target was going to be, once he was in a tactical situation. Almost. He was also the only person who'd actually seen the Gold Target, the man who was to be her next 'source'.The man in her basement medical suite – or torture suite, if you must be crude about it – had said he was a. A mahogany satin bra and thong sat temptingly atop her things. I hurriedly slipped the bra over my shoulders and stepped in to the thong. My cock stretched the cool satin so tight I could make out the outline of the head of my hard dick, pulled to one side as it followed the line of the panties to my hip. A quick check of the bag revealed a pair of black, lace top, fish net hold-ups, which I carefully eased over my long smooth legs. I crawled back in to bed and felt delicious. As I returned to. .sniff her out…hope she sleeps in our building’, encouraged NellieMelody knew the ropes and turned on the charm. The old cruising opening line always worked: ‘I was asked by the dean to offer newcomers like yourself a personal tour of the building you will be living in.”Nancy was lucky and was assigned a room in the same building as both Melody and Nellie. Nancy was a looker. A medium-height blonde with small tits, long eyelashes and two round asscheeks to kill for. Melody turned to Nellie and.