The holographic display lit up, a Borealan face appearing on the other end of the line. It was Raz, her cropped, red hair and her faded tiger stripes ...iving her away. Moralez set the device to play audio through the speakers rather than his earpiece so that the agents could listen in.“Raz,” he began, “I need your help.”“Hey, Robocop,” she replied. “To what do I owe the pleasure? Need more advice on how to make Kaisha-”“N-no,” he interrupted, trying to ignore the smirking agents. “It’s a work. "What?" my wife wanted to know. "You thought that ourpractically non-existent love life was enough to keep me happy? That Iwould figure out a way to be satisfied by your tiny dick and pre-maturefinish time? And that I accepted that you refused to eat my pussy? Well,that's not the way it works, Marty. My solution was to take Pam up onall the offers she made to show me how one woman can please another." You know," Pam interjected, "the way he looks now, I don't think youshould be calling him. "But only in a sixty-nine. I'm not letting your yummy pussy get away from my mouth."True to her word, Amy slowly turned around but never let her lips leave my groin. When her perfectly smooth pussy was hovering over my head, I simply gazed at its perfection. She, like me, had just enough labia to play with and still look pretty. But, her youth showed with her taut and perfect skin. I licked at her inner thighs, lightly bringing out the goose-bumps. She shivered a little and sucked a bit harder. Reese and I watched, wondering what they were talking about. Finally, they turned to us. “Tomorrow is your last day here.” Carol stated. “We have special plans to make it memorable.” “Today we rest and recharge, we’ll need it tomorrow.” “What’s the plan?” I queried. “You’ll find out…tomorrow.” Karen purred. “I think we’re in trouble Reese.” I said. “I concur captain.” Reese said, deadpan, doing his best Spock impression. We spent the day napping and generally doing nothing that wasn’t.