We both came together, me just a half stroke ahead, tasting each others juices on our lips as the ecstasy took our breath away. As we were drifting of... to sleep Jan said, “That was good, perhaps next time I’ll be the hairdresser.” I was amused, it was almost the first time Jan had admitted to having any fantasy’s. She didn’t need them she said, or perhaps she just felt she didn’t want to upset me. Me, sometimes I did fantasise about the hairdresser, Jill was a drink on a stick, but I didn’t. ” Suddenly someone closed her mouth but she wasn’t able to control her moaning. With her voice I was able to figure out that it was Priya Aunty. “Oh my god, I’m not able to control I’m going to squirt.”Some hot liquid sprayed all over my body and she sat on my cock for a while. She lied on my chest. I was able to feel her big breasts above her pallu against my chest. She planted a deep kiss on my lip and got off with a very tired voice. I wasn’t able to see all that is happening but was feeling. She approached her moms room and head slight noises that definitley were not coming from the stereo. "What the-" Margeret opened the door to find her blond, blue eyed, thirty two year old mom laying on the bed with her legs opened panting as an older man with tousled brown hair, probably in his late thirties, thrusted inside of her. Marget froze. "Mhh, Todd, fuck me harder, harder..." her mom mumbled. 'Oh my God. Oh My God'. Her mind was telling her to run away, hide in a closet, anything to. He asked me how to set up an unbreakable communication protocol, so we could exchange information that was totally secure. With all the resources at his command, why was he asking me for a protocol? That, if true, represented that he did not trust his own security personnel."President Wentworth and I established a 1,024 character key to use for encryption and decryption. I told him to keep it on his personal mobile device, and not to store it on any network computer. If he was really serious.