. Sharpe was hired to stop dragons. And he’s ex-SAS, which means he’s gotta be pretty high up there in Britain’s secret service. And if the NSA ...nows, why wouldn’t MI6 know too?” Darryl frowned. “Did Sharpe give you anything over the past few years?”“Nothing!” Aliya said. “I detest that man, I wouldn’t have accepted a thing from him.”The two of them continued thinking. Darryl blinked. “Well, it’d have to have been something you carry with you. Something that they’d know you’d ... wear...” His. She leant over the bed and gave me a kiss, I could smell his cock on her breath and it turned me on so much. She kicked off her high heels and pulled her dress off and got into bed. She started kissing me again and I could taste his cock on her which only made my cock even harder. I put my hand down in-between her legs and started to rub over her G-string, it felt wet and a little sticky, and I pulled it to the side and inserted two fingers in to her wet pussy. I could easily tell it was full. She walked around in front me, smiled and then put those jiz-coated fingers into her mouth and slowly sucked all my pre-cum off of them. She worked her tongue in-between each finger and then snaked around each one. I watched as she savor every bit of pre cum my coated and drooled onto her fingers. Watching her do this only made my cock cry out with lustful agony to be in her mouth. She walked into my closet, she got behind the sliding door of my closet, and I have a double door closet. She. He sat, sipped his coffee and mulled over what to say, perplexed how to start. While he gathered his thoughts, I was a doe-eyed deer, caught facing the glare of an incoming "talk" light which would determine my future. My secret puppet shadow scrambled for a global innocent explanation or deflection if the "talk" was about her. I searched for the proper "stiff upper lip" response if he loved another. I resolved not to beg if he asked for a divorce but knew, I would with tears.At last, he looked.