” The man told her.“Yes sir. Let’s go.” Special agent Massoni told her. She walked Miriam Michaels all the way down the street to her vehicle....When she got to the vehicle, Miriam started talking again.“I’ve got powerful friends; you’re going to regret this if you don’t let me go.” She said quietly.“I doubt you’re going to have many friends at all when they find out that you had someone killed so your son would get confirmed as the undersecretary of the interior...” Massoni said to her.Miriam. " Good choices. But you know that your legs are a little hairy."I looked at them and asked, "They are?" Yes. It's blond. But it's noticeable. And you'll probably be wearingnylons for the wedding and then it'll probably show more. You have somearm hair, but it's light. So, I wouldn't wear shorts right now. Maybethe jeans." Okay. Jeans it is."About ten o'clock I was pulling into the Monroe's driveway. I rang thedoorbell, Linda answered the door and invited me in. Then, she looked atme. I put the base of a palm to her, fingers pointed up to her belly button and began to knead, and then slipped my thumb inside her, hooked upwards. She groaned and settled her feet and shoulders more comfortably in the tub, and began to push back, demanding a faster rhythm. Her slightly raised posture allowed me to run two fingers along her crack, and then I probed and pushed my middle finger one knuckle deep into her ass. Her pushing stopped for a moment with a little gasp, and then a smile. I was moaning myself as I brought a hand up and slipped a finger in her wet cunt, sliding my tongue up and down, then over her clit as I plunged it in and out. The public nature of what we were doing really excited her because it was only a couple of minutes before she came, covering my hand in cum as I licked her until she stopped thrashing. Getting up I grabbed her face and tongue fucked her mouth, having her taste herself for a moment before pushing her to her knees and holding her head to.