I looked at Bullock, and doing my best to appear concerned, asked, “Is something wrong, Mr. Bullock? You don’t look at all well. Is there anything...I can do to help?”He looked at me and glowered. “You’re behind this, Brenner!”“I’m sure I don’t know what you’re talking about, Mr. Bullock. Behind what?”He rasped out, barely above a whisper, “You’re trying to blackmail me! I’ll see you disbarred for this!”“Mr. Bullock,” I said in mock indignation, “I have no idea what you’re so upset about, but. ” Mike stuck his bottom out almost in defiance and tried to make a flippant comment but couldn’t speak, only tears flowed and his mouth dribbled, but he waited for the last stroke bent over, his legs apart. In anticipation. Zoe saw Mike stick his bottom out and loved him for it. Defiance as always. Testing her as always and she wasn’t going to fail. She will make the stroke harder so he cries out and as her pussy quivered she wondered if she would have an orgasm there and then. She tapped. " She said smiling, and it was strange, she was relaxed! The butterflies that had almost ripped her stomach apart the first time were missing. She checked the parachute pack again and then put on her helmet, just as the red light came on."Okay Miss, if you're..." Tom said and then looked again, he was going to ask her to put on her helmet, and then he tapped the microphone on his headset. "Radio check?" He said.Cathy smiled, "Check okay, I hear you loud and clear" She said.Tom noticed how she. She gave me another kiss and then started trailing kisses down across my hairy chest, stopping to suck on my nipples, over my stomach and too my manhood which was starting to react. She planted a little kiss on the tip of my cock and gave the underside a lick, then opened her mouth and gently slid it half way down over my quickly hardening six and a half inches. Her lips kept tight contact around my shaft but her teeth never touched my now firm erection. She started moving up and down on me.