You said "you could have put it in my mailbox". It struck me, didn't think of that. "It would have been a pity" and smiled. You smiled back, thanked m... and closed the door.The next day I rang again, I handed in an envelope, addressed again to Mme Briancourt. You said "But I haven't lost this one", "I insist", I answered and returned to my apartment. The envelope contained what you are reading now.One hour later you rang on my door. I opened, I haven't said a word, neither did you. You had a. I hadn’t given a hand job for about 30 years so It took me a while to get back into the swing of things but I was soon back as a naughty 18 year old sucking and wanking Mark’s dick whilst Jason was now fingering my pussy and licking my clit, It felt amazing being in a doggystle position between two well hung cocks, I was really working Marks cock with my hand and mouth, that’s how big his cock was, I was loving it that much I was moaning loudly while having a cock stuffed in my mouth, Jason. He held me face down onto the pillows as he slipped into me. I felt he was filling me completely with his hard dick. I managed to raise my head to look at Victor. He was looking at me and I felt strange as I began to realize that he appeared to be enjoying the view. I had seen that look in his eyes before, the look of lust. As the guy behind me penetrated deeper into my asshole I screamed out. I was really in a state of confusion as I looked again at Victor. I could see the excitement in his. The agents were very careful not to push too hard, or let me get wrought up about anything.It was quite late when they left, and the trauma nurse stayed to make sure they hadn't caused me to wreck their best work, and when she discovered that I was the one who killed the terrorists at Key West, and Asheville, as well as saved the little girl in Las Vegas, she became very friendly. Her friendliness was way over the line, but as far as technique, and customer satisfaction, she did very well.After.