"Lissa had to laugh at that. He was at least off to a good start. Ever since she had met Allison, she had had a certain dislike for people who were to... perfect. There was something charming about people who occasionally made mistakes, because it made them seem more human. She could never be comfortable around a person without flaws."It's all right," Lissa told him. "I like dogs."Matt, however, punched himself in the head. "Stupid!" he mumbled."What are you doing?" asked Lissa."Nothing, just a. The ID documents found in the SUV in the park had been espionage quality forgeries. Robert hoped that they had slipped up in some small way. It would be a tiny crack in their perfect façade where the FBI could shove a proverbial pry bar and set to tearing the whole thing down.Robert Butler wasn't aware of his third task, as such. His mind absorbed information of its own accord, and he was unconsciously compiling a mental file on the fascinating beings that he was protecting. He noted. It was slow, intense, and got the heartbeat up quickly. She nibbled on my lower lip, sucked my tongue into her mouth, and fought with my tongue for dominance.My hands went to the most natural of places, her ass. I kneaded her cheeks between my hands, rubbed them from the start of her crack to the swell of her hips. I pushed and pulled her crotch across my cock as we explored each other.We broke the kiss and she slumped against my neck and chest as she ground her pussy against me. I ran my hands. "I'm sorry. That has to be a major problem," I commiserated."Well, yeah, of course it is. I will never have intercourse with my wife again. I mean it has already been over four years and we've got a few more to look forward to — I hope. I'm getting pretty good at eating her pussy and Tiffany tries to be satisfied. She's really been good to stand by me this long when I know she needs more." Mm. That just reinforces my opinion of how good a woman she is," I mused."Yeah, she is but... well, here's.