"Mm, Clara..." he moaned softly. He was masturbating to the thought of me... I gazed at him as he rubbed his hand up and down his shaft. Precum gliste...ed on the tip of his large, hard cock. I was surprised at the size of his cock, it was beautiful... "That's it, Clara, rub my cock between those huge perky tits of yours." He moaned. I couldn't draw myself away, I was completely transfixed by the sight of him jerking off to the thought of me. He was clearly turned on by catching me in the state. Anyway, we chatted and compared stories for a few hours on Miley's labels money and then headed to a local bar for beers, that's when I heard some more juicy stuff. They mentioned earlier that Miley changes when there was a camera on her, well apparently she'll do anything when there's a camera on her. I was intrigued but they were keeping quiet about the details. Anyway, the next night roles around and goes off without a hitch, there's less of us doing checks after the show and it's mostly. Why am I telling you this? After twenty years undercover I have been ordered home, to be debriefed and then start a new life. I met with and debriefed my report person.After five days of debriefing I was taken to the airport and deposited on an unmarked airplane. I was one of five people on the plane at that time. But by the time we finally headed home twenty-five other people joined us.It must have been something in our drinks. Within five minutes of the last person coming aboard. All thirty. After we’d had our breakfast, I saw him and Sally disappearing off towards the hotel’s private steps down to the rocks. My parents had only just come down, so I did my bit for young love (or lust) and kept them chatting for a bit. I told my Dad that I’d seen Matt, and he was going to be ready to go by 10 o’clock, which seemed to keep Dad happy. So I gathered my stuff together, and set off for the beach. Although it was possible to get to it round by the rocks where Matt and Sally had gone, I.