His hand grabbed his iron-hard cock and gave it a few slow strokes. The camera was still running. He could edit out any incriminating sounds or images...of himself in the final video, as well as distort his voice to something unrecognizable. All that would be left in glorious technicolor was the daring agent and her own self-damning evidence.His libido stoked to new heights, Joe stepped forward, grabbed hold of the slender waist, dropped a huge glob of spit between her pouting buttocks, and sunk. At first I thought she was asleep, but after watching her for a few seconds, her eyes opened and she looked at me.And smiled.Before I knew what was happening, my pants were off, and my cock was buried deep inside my sister’s beautiful pussy. It felt better than I could ever have imagined - warm, wet, tight, and so very inviting. I could honestly have cum within seconds, but my sister’s eyes told me that she wouldn’t like that, and so I held off, distracting myself by biting and sucking on her. Harry had been married for decades, but it wasn't a happy marriage, held together because of obligation and responsibility and because he had no woman of real interest on his radar and also because of the financial loss that would be associated with a 'break-up' he remained in the marriage arrangement. His association with his wife, especially on the intimate chart was non existent and had been for many, many years; that's where his 'black book' comes in handy.'I can't get involved with my. ‘I mean, after all, you set it up, didn’t you?’ ‘Of course I did. I just wanted to hear it from you,’ Louise replied. ‘Dorothy, where can we meet, say, for lunch? I have something I want to talk over with you.’ Dorothy seemed hesitant, but finally said, ‘How about that little cafe’, Reggie’s I think it is, over by the school? About twelve-thirty.’ ‘Sounds good,’ Louise said. ‘See you then.’ Her preparations for the lunch were simple: A silk blouse with a woolen, tartan plaid skirt. She sprayed.