I consider myself a finisher of things that should have, by all rights, never have gotten started. I work for the government under a man named Smith, ...ut I doubt that’s his real name. I also do some bounty hunting and freelance work from time to time. Working for the government, especially in the line of work I do, requires some secrecy and a lot of times codes. Everyone I work with out in the field has some sort of code name for themselves. Some for personal protection for their families even. Pam and Darby appeared, and then Andrew and Mike, who’d spent the night with the two women, respectively. Amy sauntered in with a generous supply of kisses. Jon came right behind her. They slept upstairs on the bed in Trish and my office as they often did.As Amy and Jon finished kissing the babies, I suggested with a touch of humor, “Marcie is here by special request to hang out with us. As we start to share all our adult-to-adult kisses, please include her.”On that note, we all started to hug. That's when I learned three things. First, there were no runs in Cheryl's stockings; that was good for her. Second, there was a three inch curved split hem in the bottom of her dress that was good for anyone who was looking. And lastly, but most importantly, I could see the crack of her ass which meant she wasn't wearing any panties, and that was very good for me!Maybe she was in such a hurry she forgot to put them on? Yeah, and maybe I'm Howard Hughes long lost heir too!But that's not what I. I started again squeezing them, then massaging them, rubbing them. After that, I started to pinch her nipples some more, still with our lips meeting together, our tongues intertwined in a battle of passion between the two of us. I decided that enough was enough and I slowly pulled myself away from her, her eyes looking longingly into my own. I could tel that she didn't want me to stop. I got her to turn around, to get down on all fours, and began to eat her out some more. I went from her pussy.