I was so confused as to how I could like being hurt.But with no internet and extremely limited reading material in the library. I was struggling to fi...d more information. And then I was in a shop notorious for having the best top shelf magazines around. They were more than happy to sell magazines to any age. I managed to drop on lucky to a magazine. And I soon realised it was more of a informative magazine as opposed to the ones that just showed naked women. And I started reading through the. ” “We,d better do it as often as we can then as you,ve only got two months till September?” I suggested. “Sounds a good idea! Your cock likes it, too!” The subject of her leaving for college was put on hold as we continued our affair, but By mid August I was awakened one morning, told to get my already packed duffel bag and report fully dressed at the armoury in twenty minutes where I was issued a rifle and ammunition and within the hour hurried aboard a C-130 Hercules aircraft enroute to Tan. People in the office had worked late and many had come in early. We had implied it was a special project.The flight went faster than expected and we arrived at Mexico City International Airport (MEX) at 0930.Before I left the plane I gave Max Grover and Toby Nash - my pilot and copilot - the coordinates and the aerial picture I had for Black Bear’s Louisiana training complex.‘‘I want to do a flyover and then land if it is at all possible and it is to be a surprise. I think some of our CIA. All of a sudden his mouth was trailing over one of my nipples. I laced my hands in his hair as I silently begged him not to stop. His beard hair tickled as he sucked my nipple into his mouth, I let out a small giggle. Nikolas’s eyes found mine and he gave me a questioning, almost hurt, look. “You’re beard tickles,” I said as I traced his lips with my thumb, “I like it.”Nikolas chuckled a bit as he took my other nipple in his mouth. He playfully flicked my nipple with his tongue as he massaged.