Sierra went back to me, saying, "I wanna eat you out," with a determined look in her eyes.She moved forward, wrapping her arms around my neck, her eye... zooming from my eyes to my lips and back. I grabbed her hips and gently pulled our bodies together, and she bit her lip eagerly. We kissed again, my hands on her back and her fingers in my hair. Her lips tasted like champagne, a taste I didn't necessarily love, but too wasted to care I swirled my tongue around hers and enjoyed it. Then she broke. Jan studied him and came to the conclusion she had the situation under her control. But the thing she noticed most was the huge bulge in the front of the man's tracksuit bottoms.“What have you got stuffed down there?” She said waving the gun at his crotch.“Just his fucking cock,” The waif snorted, “always gets a hard-on when we are on a job, just the adrenalin, don't mean he fancies you.”“I'm more concerned he has a weapon hidden there,” Jan snapped back.“Oh yes, he has a fucking weapon down. She wore a lab coat, and tan slacks. Her medium length hair was pulled back in a ponytail. She spoke to her version of Harry.I wished I could read lips. I turned, moving back to the mirror, and grabbed a small white board and black dry-erase marker, scribbling frantically."Who are you?" I wrote.She read the message, then scribbled in response."Dr. May. Who are you?" the board said.I stared, momentarily paralyzed. My last name was also May."I'm Dr. Andrew May. Head researcher... inventor of the. "Don't tell me you've never had your pussy licked? Nathan!" She sat up, looking the younger boy in the eye. "You've been neglecting your duties."Russ sat back on his heels, his cock tenting his underwear, intrigued by his girlfriend urging the obviously inexperienced younger couple to have oral sex.Leanne got to her knees and leaned across the bench seat. "Lay back, Wendy. Nathan, take off those panties." The younger couple did as she asked but were still looking like a pair of deer caught.