At that point, she took her hand off my cock and gently pushed the back of my head towards this rigid tool. At first, the wave of warmth and saltiness...was intoxicating, I couldn't believe I had waited this long. As my wife pressed a finger into my ass, her other hand pressed my head deeper onto his tool.There, it was finally buried in my throat and I didn't want to let go. The fullness, the taste, the complete sluttiness of having this young studs cock lodged in my throat was pure bliss. I. He could see that she was staring at his face, so for good measure, he closed his lips and swallowed. That was more than the woman could take. She began to shudder from a spontaneous orgasm that grabbed her. She twitched and yelped as her pussy spasmed. He released his hand and steadied herself against the fender of the car until it passed. He had carefully and skillfully gripped his cock tightly and, for that moment, stopped cumming. As soon as hers had passed, he couldn't wait any longer. He. 38 chief's special wheel gun to the lock box before turning in.He awoke early on the nineteenth work day of the Investigation. Since he never could sleep well in strange beds waking early was easy. He walked to the restaurant near the motel for breakfast and carry out coffee. Then he walked back for a shower. He skipped shaving as he often did since he retired.He dressed in his new uniform of khaki work pants and a faded blue work shirt. They were both still winter weight, as the weather. With the dress so tight on her body, she wanted undergarments that gave the illusion that she was naked underneath. She needed Corneo and his men to believe that illusion; anything to complete her espionage mission.Her mind jolted back to the mission. She needed to infiltrate Don Corneo’s palace as a potential bride. She needed to win the bridal audition, and then get Corneo alone so she could grill him on his interest in Avalanche. His men had been snooping around sector 7, and questioning.