I wasn’t sure how more Ryan could take. After all, he wasn’t all that much more experienced than I was. I didn’t want to ruin the evening by h...ving him explode before I had the opportunity of feeling his cock in my pussy.I moved my lips back to the tip and sucked his cock for a few more moments before stopping and moving my head back up.“Ryan,” I said, “Will you unzip me honey?” as I turned my back to him. My breathing quickened as I felt the zipper being slowly lowered.“Could you unclasp my. The brunette gasped for air, having almost drowned in cunt. Cas smirked at the way Roxy’s honey and his own cum had left Mercedes’ lips and chin slick and glistening with wetness. It was a good look on her. So too was the pearly trail of cum slicked across her fine brown landing strip. He could get used to this.“That was mighty fine, blondie” Mercedes finished with a wicked grin. “But next time, I’m on top.”“Oh.” Roxy matched the brunette’s smile with a fascinated one of her own. “There’s going. "Tell you what, Karen. I'll look it over, and pass it up the chain of command if I think there's anything in it." I noticed he was calling me by my first name now."Are we finished here?" I asked."Yes, Karen, we're done. Send in Miss Patterson on your way out."So the session hadn't been a waste of time after all.On the way out of the interrogation room, I said, "Yo, Shug, you're next." Shug came in, looking bored by the whole idea. Mary's Girls were prime suspects, because so many of us worked. Be serious! The Soviets send a girl to me in Austria? For what purpose? I was a stupid sixteen-year-old kid.”“No, that was an accidental contact. The rest might be intentional.”“I don’t have a ‘Lektor’, or any other damn thing they could possibly want!” I protested.“Your computer skills, perhaps?”“I have other skills!” I grinned. “But maybe I killed John F. Kennedy, too!”“Oswald was a Soviet agent!” Elyse said mirthfully.“Sure, sure. But are you serious? This is a honeypot trap? The guy is.