I continue to undress you, your blouse now half open and your breast at easy reach, I leave your lips and bend down to kiss your neck at first, then y...ur collar bone, biting it ever so gently with such frustration.My hands are at your waist, my thumb is touching your bare flesh and resting on your pelvic bone as the first breath of me gently caresses your right breast, slowly followed by the gently flick from my tongue, I hear and feel you gasp with pure ecstasy as I envelope your nipple into. Now I began to very lightly and slowly glide the fingertips of my right hand up and down the length of his little erection. I could see that David was already responding to my touch. Within a few seconds, he began breathing heavier. And after about a minute, he started to reflexively tighten his pelvic region with each downstroke of my hand. I took this as an indication that I should probably speed up a little, so I tightened my grip slightly and began to pump a little harder and a little. Sis had a lot more faith in my ability to do anything than I did, but I did have one very important piece of information that the spooks probably didn’t have– or didn’t recognize the significance of. I saw the shark fin etched into the stainless steel pipe that the cutter nozzle rode on. I knew that logo. That custom device was built by James Finnegan, known in the trade as Finn. I contacted a friend of mine in London. He is a true friend, and I won’t mention his name, but he picked me. He repeated the motion a couple of times, each time removing my cock completly and sometimes even reaching down with his fingers into his gaping asshole and probing more cum. It was clear that he was completly fucking himself now, a fact that didn't make me feel used but incredibly turned on. Finally he let my dick in his ass on his upright movements and began toquicken his movements, until the room was again filled with smacking sound of this ass hitting my crotch. I could feel my orgasms.