" Way to go, moron," Jamie said.She was right, but it was too late to take it back. I shook Spencer's hand and she left.Paul was involved. He hadn't t...ken the painting, but he had provided the details on the security system. Curiously, they didn't need the bypass code. Jamie and I were both interested in that, but — first things first. It took a little work, but we finally got the story out of him. All it took was a well crafted dream of being hauled into FBI headquarters and threatened with. For the first time since we entered the room our eyes met…and she smiled. She was looking at me, her husband, chained to a rail milking the cum from another husband, while her married vagina was being violated…and she was smiling. She turned and motioned to the older husband, Steve. I just stared as he moved up behind her and began fucking her with his 50-year old cock. She said something to him and they both looked over at me and smiled and waved. She raised herself until her ample breasts. That is until one day she asked one evening if I had an eye on a girl and was I seeing someone? I don’t know why, but instead of being stuck for words and not knowing what to say, I just said no I haven’t and I wouldn’t know what to do with a woman anyway. My mum was at the kitchen sink washing the pans, she looked at me and said, son, it will come naturally when it happens. She then saw the look on my face as if I was embarrassed; she dried her hands and gave me a hug trying to reassure me.. I looked up at her longing face and licked my fingers clean.Then I got up, pushed her against the door and kissed her…hard! I wanted her to taste her cum on my breath, and she moaned as she let her tongue twirl ferociously in my mouth, tasting herself.Julia pushed me against the door and embraced me tight with stuck her tongue still down my throat. She bit my collarbone and kissed my pecs. She lowered herself to the floor until she was looking up at my cock.My cock rested on her forehead. She.