I gasped for air as they slid in and out pumping my juices out of me. I was totally involved in the warmth and actions of Travis’ fingers when I bec...me totally breathless at the touch of Travis’ hot tongue on my clit. His tongue massaged my clit with gentle licks as it slurped up all the juices flowing from my pussy. I squirmed and moaned wanting more. ‘Oh my god! This feels so wonderful.’ After almost drowning in all my juices, Travis’ hands and sweet lips started moving up my body slowly. He considered it to be a cultural thing because of the volatility of the Irish personality.The Polish agent Katya was the closest thing he had to a true professional and he had to admit she had the right mix of experience and training to take his place if anything happened to him. The others were simply "stringers" stuck together for the duration of the operation and in no way resembled what one could call a team. The underlying consideration was the fact that the ongoing operation was under. I could smell her rancid hair. Another fact cataloged. As I helped her straighten up, she pressed her hand on my leg. Her fingernails were ragged, chewed short, half her pink fingernail polish chipped off and there was a raw hangnail patch on her ring finger. Cataloged.I looked at her pretty face closely. Clear skin, lightly tanned. A wide mouth with full lips framing even teeth."Howya doin' in school, Sis? Still aceing Math and History?"That surprised her. She made big eyes at me then nodded. Letting me take care of you." I had started to twitch, trying to fight back my impending climax, not wanting to let her words alone so seduce me. But she was relentless, and wanted now to see if she could do it. "Think about, that, honey, as you come. Think about how I can take care of you as you get even smaller. Smaller and smaller and smaller. Until you can fit in my hand. Until you can fit between my breasts. In my bra." She saw me shudder, heard me moan weakly. "Let it come, baby," she.