Even though I was not touching it at that moment, I felt a pre-come ooze out of me. I went on, “You jumped a little when I glanced against the very ...ip of your clitoris, so I touched just the sides of it. I masturbated you with one hand while I gently squeezed your beautiful breasts with the other. Your hand rubbed my huge, hard cock and we masturbated each other."After another long pause, she finally said, “Billy you’re making me come.” This was just what I wanted to do.Then she told me that. His cock was hard as granite and red with excitement.‘What’s this?’ I cooed teasingly, gripping him firmly. ‘Is this why you woke me up?’‘No, ‘ he replied earnestly. ‘I just wanted to kiss you. That happened in the process.’‘Well, we’re going to have to do something about it.’‘Yeah?’‘Yeah.’Finn dipped down to kiss me more, his tongue slipping into my mouth. He settled himself on top of me, not yet merged, but still cozy, as we kissed.Finn waited until I was arching up at him needfully,. " She spoke gently at first "Listen to me Abdul. I have something to tell you."Slowly she revealed to the sobbing girl the whole plan. How the eventual outcome of the war was foreseen, Iraq could not prevail against the western powers; they had done well to drag it out beyond the year. How agents had been selected to carry out the vengeance from beyond the grave as it were. How those agents had been trained to act as women to entrap men, why they needed soldiers to contaminate the water. But that single photo was enough for me to recognize him, and vice versa.He was already quite good looking in the photo, (and I mean this with all due flattery and compliment to you Alex, I know you're reading) but the photo didn't do him any justice.His looks were somewhere between a young David Hasselhoff and George Clooney. He approached me and gave a light hug, or rather a touch on the hips as he kissed my cheeks. It felt almost fatherly, which was good because all my fears and hesitations.