For once, her eyes widened by something he did. She was surprised to say the least, amazed she had actually roped him in, but they soon fell closed as...she lost herself in the kiss with the man she had been flirting with for almost two years now. Her full purple lips danced against his, threatening to engulf his mouth under their plushness. She would suck on his lower lip for a good minute before she threw her tongue into play, restless that he hadn’t done so with his yet. The muscle parted his. Weston I see. Looks like you have decided to abandon the married name of Peabody for your maiden name. Does it feel any different being a Weston rather than a Peabody?"Honey was beginning to think the older man was a bit addled but she struggled to respond without using her usual caustic sarcasm to couch a reply. It would probably be non-productive to start off on the wrong foot since this was the person who would be directing her "behind enemy lines" activities in the near future."No, sir, I. Gradually the color subsided and there was no signal sent to my optic nerve at all.Again, I felt her breath on my face as she leaned near my ear. I could feel the goosebumps rising on my flesh as the gentle breeze blew across my neck."Trust me?" came the whispered voice in my ear again. This time it was more of a question than a command. A request for confirmation—for permission. I didn't say anything. I couldn't trust my voice to make the right sounds with my heart beating so rapidly. I merely. She got up and repeated her earlier kicking of each cunt before returning to kneel at me.The look of glee on her face was a sign she was enjoying it, the perverted old cunt ‘I thought’Almost immediately they began to finger each others cunt. No foreplay as such just straight in, although their cunts were both wet through anyway.I saw the younger one shuffle further down, trying to get in a better position.‘God they were loving it’ I thought as I watched.Soon the finger gave way to more fingers.