” I said.“Where?”“Rocky Mountain Arsenal, they sold vehicles confiscated or seized by the Agencies at auction ... yesterday,” I grinned as I...said it.“How did you get it here?”“I drove it up here yesterday,” I said.“It’s five hundred miles,” the customer said, “They sold a running vehicle for scrap?”“Nope,” I said. “They sold it for scrap because it didn’t run. I fixed it.”“Something stupid I hope,” he said.That drew a frown on my face, “According to the flyer I read, they’d had some of the. This Julia person is the loosest of females willing to drop to her knees on the slightest provocation. I had the misfortune to catch her in just such a position with my dearest intended Sir Henry and watched her swallow every last drop off my future spouse's emissions with only a trace of white on one corner of her ruby-red lips.In order to forestall any unseemly confrontation, I pretended to reenter the room with a clatter that must have sent them both scurrying to repair their attire. I swear. It had azipper up the back but only a short one, so I could handle that; it wasthe full zippers that gave me a problem."Wow! You look gorgeous sweet thing." He said while looking me up and downand, I assume, undressing me with his eyes, (If I had anything to do withit, he will be doing the same with his hands very soon). We kissed hello.I stepped back a step so I could get to the buttons on his shirt andsooner that it takes to tell about it...I had his shirt off and was workingon his pants.. However, our kissing and the words we found as my cock slid in and out of Helen’s hot, now quivering, kissed-open pussy, would not have found missionary approval.As we fucked, slowly, sensually teasing out the first wavelets of pleasure, I asked her how much she liked the changing over from cock to the tongue and back again. Did she like to be shown in kissing what I planned to do with her cunt, and did she want to show me, in the same way, how she wanted to be eaten up?When I kissed her again,.