Charlie made a discreet phone call. Trina’s mobile tinkled. ‘Hello Charlie, yes… yes… is he there now? OK… keep him there… sit on him if n...cessary… we’re on our way.’ ‘New angle?’ asked the FBI man. ‘Surely it’s a familiar story — Russian mafia take out a mole in the organisation, get Brits to take the flak. Open-and-shut case.’ ‘My bookie,’ replied Trina. ‘Possible new lead. You want to tag along for the ride?’ Fresco excused himself: ‘Wouldn’t want to cramp your style. Tell me all about it. "Complicate my life."She smiled back but then looked serious and a trifle shy. "Um ... I'm not sure how to say this but ... um ... Mum says it's my hormones."Harry nodded reassuringly."Well, I've been wanting to experiment a bit." I'm not surprised."She smiled at him gratefully and told him her views about experimenting with him and other young men and then about the evening she had flirted with Richard. She told him about the tempting little voice. She told him Richard's parable. At least that. . was she messing with me, or was she scared, or was her pussy not ready.. she had all those looks on her face... but I just let her do what she wanted to with the head of my cock.. she was scared... and so highly aroused... nothing was gonna stop this...Finally... slowly... ever so slowly... the head of my raging cock was just inside her.. she closed her eyes.. she opened them, looked right into mine, and told me she could feel my throbbing cock inside her... I told her to take her. Oh, yes." Yes, fuck me," said Irene, picturing his hairy ball sack slapping right between her legs from every intense thrust of his cock.Shelly's cries of intense pleasure grew louder and louder, soon turning to groans and grunts. Her smooth shaven legs wound tight around Shawn's waist, waiting for his seed to spread all over her. Irene waited for that moment herself."Oh, yes," said Shelly, "fuck me harder. Fuck me. Shove that big dick all the way in. Oh, shit I love how it feels inside me. Oh,.