My moans intensified the sensations he felt, as they vibrated around his member. I felt him shudder as he noisily pulled himself out of my mouth and p...mping himself, shot his hot sticky seed all over my breasts. I guided his dripping cock back into my mouth and sucked it dry. ‘Fuck, that’s sexy as hell’ Will groaned, his cock glistening with my creamy liquid as he slid the entire length of him of him out of my sopping wet cunt. ‘Bring that pussy over here’ my husband demanded as he laid back on. We've got a problem though. When Julia asks me tomorrow how the massage went, I'll have to say that I enjoyed it but you stopped partway through to masturbate yourself on my leg. Julia won't be impressed by your being so easily distracted and unreliable." Oh. Umm, I don't normally behave like that. It's just that there's been so much happening recently..." There's going to be even more happening in the future, sweetie." I was talking crap but it sounded good, to me anyway. "I don't want Julia. "You're welcome again sweetie," Jennifer answered, stopping what she was doing as Shelly slipped her hands under her top and squeezed her bare breasts. "Shelly," she whispered. "I have to hurry."Shelly ignored Jennifer's weak protest and began to massage her soft breasts. "I love your breasts," she said as she began to pinch and squeezed the already hard nipples. "I love all of you. I would eat you for breakfast every morning if you would let me."Jennifer sighed, half in frustration since her. One Tosca date and then another passed, and another and another until they'd all gone by, and still we were "material witnesses." To what, they declined to say—"national security," they excused themselves.I never saw either Brown or Smith again, we'd been bumped higher up the food chain. They moved me once and then again, plane trips the destinations of which they wouldn't tell me. And endless interrogators badgered me day and night for information I wouldn't reveal.Where had we been? Walking.