I bucked my hips to get a better feel of your hand. The more your hand worked on me, the wetter I got. The wetter I got the deeper you kissed me. You ...lide your finger up and down on the inside of my pussy, before letting it glide in side of me. I let out a loud gasp as you finger moved in and out of my hot, dripping pussy. You increase the rhythm of your finger as you left my mouth, placing kisses on my face, and down my neck. You added your middle finger in my wet hole. Moving your mouth. I wondered whether an inter-agency conflict had ensued when the police had come across them. I was pretty sure the FBI hadn’t shared the theory that the wildlife deaths were probably caused by witchcraft.“We’re about halfway there,” I told Jo.Soon after we had passed the CDC warning signs, I started to feel uneasy.“You can feel that too, can’t you?” I asked Jo.She nodded. “I think it’s a defensive measure protecting the cave,” she said, “but it’s not intended against us.”“I didn’t feel anything. I whispered in her ear, “oh yeah, one other thing. After I fuck your ass, you will need to clean the shit off my cock… with your tongue”.Again she looked at me in horror, and I couldn’t help but laugh and I said, “Hey, there’s always the cold”, as I straightened up and stepped behind her.She fastened her pants and slid them down as one with her panties. She rolled over and sat down, sliding her pants off her legs, the whole time shaking from her sobs. Her sweater and bra came off next showing. .OH, GOD, I' Gonna. . . ..Cummmmm...." She moaned in her throat, rocking back and forth on my dick. I reached down and rubbed her clit, feeling pretty close to busting myself. She exploded as I rubbed her slippery little clit. I made her squeal with my fingers as she hungrily swallowed my cock inside her pussy. She stopped moving altogether and I sat up, lifting my dick out of her. I got up and made her stand up, putting both hands on the back of the chair."What are you doing baby?" She asked.