Now she felt that she was an "all-around" female agent with skills in every sexual trick known to mankind. At least, that was until she met her match ...n Boris the Russian "cleaner" who never left a trace of any of his victims.Cindy got off the elevator at the main dispatch office on the last day of the month. She only went into the office to pick up her check or to receive "ears only" assignments of new operations. In fact, she was only looking to pick up her paycheck this morning but they told. Clean, hard and cut. She loved cut cocks. The ridge where the helmet met the shaft was more defined and felt good when it moved in and out of her mouth. A slight salty taste of pre-cum washed around her mouth. She loved that taste almost as much as a full mouth of cum, the prospect of which made her pussy tingle. As much as she loved sucking cock, especially in broad daylight in the front seat of her car as she was doing now, she desperately wanted to feel that cock inside her. She didn't care. Dozens of young girls from the Life Class were there for their lunch break as was the male model in his middle twenties.The model, Jim was his name I learned later, was somewhat of a legend in the art world. Not many male models can sit for hours in one position much less stand erect for any length of time. But Jim could and not just stand still on his feet. I mean he could keep his cock erect throughout the pose ( usually 15 minutes long ) all through the four hour class session. In fact, even. This was my only betrayal.With his left arm still wrapped around me, his right hand was now rubbing and pinching my erect nipples. Then I felt free as his left arm let go and both hands began alternating between rubbing and pinching my nipples. A loud gasp escaped my lips; this was the first apparent sign of excitement, although it would not be long before he would really know what he had done to me. He then moved to my side and his left arm reached between my legs and his hand rested on my ass.