I don’t think I can wait… I am so close.’ With a sense of reverence in her voice she answered, ‘Really… Oh god.’ ‘I want you to check yo...r panties and tell me how wet you are?’ I heard a gasp and a quivering… ‘Richard, I’m not wearing any panties now.’ ‘Are your lips swollen for me? Are you hard?’ My breathing was becoming erratic and labored and talking was more a guttural whisper than intelligent language. Knowing that she was usually already in her nightshirt did little to moderate my. In the mean time, Sam also got in on the action as heapproached Allison and roughly grabbed a right breast,massaging the flesh and pinching the tit. John somehowunhooked Allison’s mini and stood back to admire theslender waist and the small pink opening that wassurrounded by a fine small felt of soft pubic hair. Hepushed her onto her back of the table, carelesslysweeping aside all the documents, and stared hungrilybetween her open legs. Starting at her feet, he slowlycovered her inner. Present – Masha – At the cabinI acquire the mobile phone from Ms. Donaldson, move away from everyone else for privacy and question, "Thomas, to which city did she arrive?"He replies, "Caracas."I continue my interrogation, "Do you still have connections in the DEA?"There is a short pause and he says, "Masha I might, but why do you ask."I answer, "Contact them and see if they will infiltrate you into Aruba. From there you can take a ship into Caracas. I would also make sure they supply you with. “Now turn and face me.”I turn, a tear trickles from the corner of my eye and down my cheek.“I am sorry, Mr. Blake, but you must learn to do as I say.”Tiffany kisses my cheek and licks the tear away. She presses her body against me for the first time, sending a warm feeling throughout my body. Tiffany snakes her tongue past my lips, searching for my tongue. With our tongues entwined in an erotic dance of lust, I pull her in tighter.After what seems like a never ending kiss, Tiffany steps back.