I went down to myroom, removed the maids uniform and all the restraints, undid the corsetand then repaired my makeup while in only the lingerie and my...shortkimono robe.As I stood to start changing, I caught my reflection in the mirror, andcould only stare at it. I couldn't believe what the bleaching of my hairdid to my appearance. I looked so much like a girl, it would bedifficult for me to look like a guy now. I stripped off all the PVClingerie and was soon naked in front of the mirror, and. I reached for her jiggling breasts, squeezing them as she rode me with a look of sheer determination. This went on until Alex shouted out that he wanted to see us doggy-style. "It's her favorite, Ron," he rasped. Mine, too, I thought, as I looked over at Alex, who was still slumped in the armchair and stroking his panty-covered cock.With Kim on her hands and knees, I got behind her and shoved my dick into her pussy. Remembering what Alex had said earlier, I fucked his wife hard, making sure I. Meet the jet in Brownsville - it will be on its way in a few minutes,” I said.First though I wanted to check in with the five. They were still at Morton because the CIA looked at it as the best safe house they could have. A CIA team was there with them still getting information from them. This was the first I had seen them since the Pakistan trip.The conversation was in Arabic; “I hear things are looking up for you,” I said.“Yes, it looks like we may be staying and helping your government. It. He held his breath, shifting so his lower half wasn't pressed against Damon. The hard-on would be a dead giveaway of how he was feeling and it was very embarrassing."I need to move." He said in a choked voice trying to move away.Hearing the unsteady nature of his voice, Damon pulled him tighter to him. Damn he felt good. All sleek and hot against him."You sure you're okay Tris?" He asked huskily.God, the way he said his name made his stomach flutter. Tristan's heart pounded rapidly. Damon.