I was just in my panty, I was dripping wet. Now I wanted his cock. I pushed him and tore open his shirt, kissed his hairy chest, moved my tongue aroun... his chest, sucked his nipple. He was enjoying my act with moaning aaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhHe: kya kaamal ki chudkkad hai Sali. Itne din se dekh raha, sidhi sadhi lagti thi. Aaj pata chala ye to sabse badi chinaal nikli. AaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhI moved down and pushed his trouser down completely, saw his cock. He wanted Brock to focus on the game for the next three hours and let the professionals handle security."Sadly, that's true," Brock replied. "Which doesn't speak highly of you - in either gender!"Al laughed and patted Brock on the shoulder."Those guys with Randi are no slouches," he said. "And the team guys are excellent. Cynthia Lu worked for the Secret Service before she retired and moved back here. Almost all the guys on her staff are ex-military." What about the women?" Brock asked. "She. All guys who have seen escorts (and I have seen well over 50 now) know that moment when the knock comes. Anticipation, excitement and a throb all happen at once. A quick look through the spy-glass and I saw a pretty, young, sexy girl waiting there. I know that in a few minutes she would be on her knees, sucking my cock.I let her in and all my dreams came true in an instant. She was tall – 5’8” or so, with heels, jeans and a nice trendy top. I paid her money, and we chatted for a while. She told. A very fit young trapeze artist joined us and, long story short, they went off together.”I’d opened a bottle of Merlot, and now filled glasses for Jazz, my wife, and me. We considered the girls to be a bit too young, although when there was just us, the girls were allowed a little wine with their dinners.“Anyway, it’s lovely to see you both,” I said, smiling. I wasn’t being false: Jazz and I had history – albeit about fifteen years previously when we’d both been in our early teens, and she.