"This will not change the mission.The microphone is sensitive enoughto pick up the creak of his leather jacket as he moves–any more sensitiveand I'd...get his heartbeat. There's another device that monitors that, though;heart rate, temperature, blood pressure, brain waves. I am holding my breath,and I ease it out. Doesn't really matter how loud I am, but the tension getsto you after a while."Executing." A nice double-entendre,that. Frank moves in, and the only thing I hear before the gunfire. "I put my lips next to his ear, still rubbing her clit. "Nice and easy, sir. Full strokes. Slow. No rush. Enjoy her cunt."Crawling back to her, I whispered, "Do you want him to stop?" I asked as I held her hands in place over her head. "No one is forcing you. Just say 'stop' and it will."She shook her head vehemently. "No! Please! Don't stop! I need this. Tell me it's OK. That I'm not a whore!" she said looking into my eyes. I rubbed her clit faster. Harder. "Ah, but you are a whore - and. “I noticed in your resume that you know how to install carpet, linoleum, and tile. I called your former employers and they told me that you did good work. They all made the point that you were a reliable employee and that they would hire you whenever they had work.”“I do my best,” Jack said thinking he should try selling himself a little.“Your resume said that you also do a little light carpentry and sheetrock work,” Roy said. He was desperate to get a man in to fill the opening. He had a. "Dave", Kelly said to me, "you may think that all this hot talk while you socksuck is just to train you into being a foot slave. But it is true as well. Iam as hot as hell from the licking and kissing you are giving my stench sock. Iam now going to get you to eat my pussy. Maybe you cannot come with the cockring but I sure am going to."Kelly then stepped down from the stool and took off her little orange hooterspants and the tiny little thing she was wearing underneath it. Both girls.