Don’t mess up the spell.” she said, glancing down at the sigils over her own heart.“Mm hmm,” he said with a small nod, his lips sucking and hi... tongue flicking as her nipple tightened in his mouth.“Bite a little,” she said in a breathy exhalation. He did. She whimpered and bounced harder but not faster, her hips still rolling. He ached for her to speed up but she didn’t. She kept moving slow, steady, letting the pressure build.“Why didn’t we do this years ago?” she groaned, moving her other. They had earned considerable behind-the-scenes esteem during my John Jay days. At first, for keeping prominent clients out of unwanted spotlights.But in this lightning-round digital age, there wasn’t much that the husband and wife team could do to slow the sensationalist juggernaut that was the Arlington Express. They countered as best they could with player interviews, press releases, blogs, vlogs, cable and broadcast appearances, live streams. A highlight World Series retrospective. A focus. Using her tongue she traced the bottom of her left tit. Turning her head Rebecca said, that's it. Just like that. Kissing her nipple Kim said, what ever you say aunty and continued licking. Reaching her armpit, Kim licked around then across it. Kissing across Rebecca's chest, Kim repeated the same on her right tit. Circling her nipple, Kim said I wish you were awake for this. Reaching back between her legs, Kim felt the wetness from her vagnal fluids. At least you're enjoying it, Kim said. I grinned like I had never done before, joy and satisfaction poured out of me as I signed off from the recording and clicked the power button.I sat back in the chair, the video still playing on screen, as I witnessed the same post orgasmic jolts in person as on the monitor. If these two recordings had the same effect on my fans as they did on me, I was on to a sure fire revenue booster. But I would have to wait until I was in the right frame of mind before I even attempted to edit them, between.