." said Adam, leaning in. "I can't really talk about who my clients are."Thule tapped his forehead, "Of course. Of course. Didn't mean to pry." You ha...e an interest in surveillance?" Adam asked.Thule nodded, "I'm sure my wife must have talked about my interest in optics." Err," said Adam. "She said you were studying electrical engineering at Harvard." MIT," offered Marigold.Thule nodded, "That's where the money is. But, I'm focusing on surveillance-based electronics, which means a lot of. She was dirty from the sweat and dust of the garden. She was dirty from Miles’ seed that seeped from between her thighs. She wanted to be cool and clean more than anything else. The idea turned sideways in her mind to present the possible complications. Someone might see her. Within hours, all of Cumberland Ridge would know of the brazen hussy who ran naked around her husband’s farm. But this was nearly impossible, she thought, because no one ever came this far from town. Miles would not return. I'm sure everyone was holding his breath as she seemed undecided on whether to take them off (I knew she was playing here and was perfectly certain they would go). She then started sliding them down slowly, gently in an excruciatingly sensual manner. I could not resist and I was rubbing my cock. She bent down gently till the panties were at her ankles and pulled them off, her beautiful ass entirely visible to everyone to admire.I was totally absorbed. You could see the voyeurs hiding their. You slide a finger over your pussy lips, you let out a moan as you gently touch your clit, you look at my trousers trying to do an impression of a tent and say “ Does that turn you on?” I reply “ Oh my god yes”. You take your hand out from your knickers and your fingers are dripping wet, you move them towards my mouth indicating for me to suck them. I oblige, taking in your sweet pussy juice.We arrive at your place, as soon as we get through the door our lips meet again with so much passion,.