Yeees….fuck….fuckme…yes…thatsit….yes’, Jessica yelled as I ravaged her cunt. I hope she’s ready to break I thought, I was afraid I’d ...et rip inside her, I quickly slowed down to a slow pace again trying to get my heart rate down. Jessica looked down between her legs to see my veiny shaft peel out of her body. I grabbed her hips and spun her around, then looked at Jessica lying there, tan skin glowing from perspiration, legs opened bended at the knees, wet excretions drenching her well oiled. Slowly I put my hand around her. And started to touch her 34 size boobs over her top.It made me have an instant boner. I pulled Anita close to me. Our lips met for the 1st time. I was living my dream. I was smooching those pink lips that were the dream for many boys in the college.We smooched for almost 10 minutes. While smooching. I unbuttoned her shirt’s buttons and slowly placed my hands on her soft boobs over her bra. Anita started to breathe heavily and asked me to keep touching her. I. He screamed “what?” same time trying to move his body away from mines.I held his body strongly between my arms, pulling him back in between my arms as close as he was, whispering “it is ok baby, last night I fought back, but it feels so good tonight, simply because you are in your full senses tonight” He said “and my hand too?” I smiled saying “yes, it went way further inside, till it reached my…” I meant my pussy, but I did not say it explicitly, I looked down, embarrassed and blushing red all. Great! Not only would I have to babysit him for the duration of the operation I probably wouldn’t understand a word he would be saying. A second dossier was provided to me of the terrorist we would dealing with. His name was Ashkan Haji-Resa. The dossier contained his photograph and all the information American intelligence had discovered. A week later my colleagues and I found ourselves waiting in the arrival hall of Stuttgart International Airport for Delta Flight 116 from Atlanta, Georgia..