So I just looked where she was looking. It was dark; my eyes didn't come equipped with night vision, so I didn't see much. I did see some movement, th...ugh. They were keeping to the shadows.I looked back through the scope. The FBI guy was only marginally awake, I guess. In any event, he didn't see them. I felt bad for the guy."They each have a gun. Looks like silencers," Arti said. I didn't think this was the right time to point out that there's no such thing as a silencer. Noise suppressor, or. We peeked at him and saw him stroking his wood right over her boobs.He unleashed his seed all over her rack in six different shots and jolted after each one. He couldn't look at her as he did it, the pleasure overtook him, but it wasn't a bad thing. Sharon and I still got our front row seats and cherished every second.After a long and great orgasm, he let out a deep breath and sat down next to us. We smiled at him again, but he had to take a small dirt nap. We both giggled, and then I grabbed. Quickly she lunged her head over the head of my cock down the shaft licking and sucking it with everything she had. She was trying to gag herself and her head was impaling my cock over and over. She stopped, stood up and told me to get out and go over to the bed and wait for me. I did and turned down the covers and laid there, stroking my cock. Sandy came out a few minutes later and did a slow teasing dance for me as she came over to the bed. She climbed on top of me and rested her pussy right. I thought of Polly, a girl I dated at the university. Later that evening, I decided to give her a call. She had gone home to be with her parents in Colorado and I would not see her again until the fall. Polly spent a lot of time telling me how she wanted to set me free for the summer and wanted to spend the summer with her old friends. Bottom line, she dumped me. That’s what I get for dating a woman two years older than me. I was not too upset. At most, Polly had been a friend with benefits.I.