"We are currently involved in three major operations for you, Mr. Bell. Two of those operations are really just one. We are protecting you four, and s...parately, staying on the Tim Sanderson situation."Sanderson is scheduled for a bail hearing late this afternoon. We have an agent in the courtroom, waiting for developments. I need to warn you all, Sanderson has some kind of inside connection to the judge. He is either a shirt tail relative, or there is some other significant tie that has us. And so, as we lay there kissing each other passionately for what seemed like an eternity as I slowly ground my pussy up and down the length of his cock. By the time we heard Bob tell us to change positions, my pussy was soaking wet and there was a burning desire in my loins screaming to be quenched.He looked up at me and asked, "How we going to do this?" I going to put my legs together, then we'll both roll over together." I replied.Concerned, he asked, "But what about my trunks?" Once you're. I set it as I left. When I got in Tiff was in bed and there were only two empty wine glasses both with lipstick on my heart was pounding and a little relieved.I retrieved the recorder, plugged in the earphones and rewound and forwarded till I heard voices. Manda and Tiff made small talk and obvious gossip. I was beginning to think I might have imagined the previous conversation. It was then Manda said Tiff you haven’t told me when you want to meet up with Des yet? Tiff said no I am still unsure. The connection he couldn't seem to ignore. Was that what was bothering Seth? It would be an awkward thing between them."They will beat the shit out of me if I tell you."That made no sense to Greg and he was getting tired of the conversation. He turned and headed for the car."Just get in the car. I'm cold and we should get on the road." Greg started the car and waited for the heat to warm him up. Things can go south so quickly, he thought. Well, except for me apparently. I'm still stuck here in.