The other hand went to stroke her throat, then up to her cheek. He placed his index finger to her lips and she kissed it. She leaned her head back aga...nst his chest. ‘Oy,’ she said, in a rush of breath. He lowered his lips to her ear. ‘I love you’ he whispered, then breathed heavily into her ear. She moaned again. The kitchen play had become a pleasant habit, but now the true nightly ritual was about to begin. For some secret reason to which he had never been made privy, she kept several. She would suck tightly and then let it go, following it by licking up and down the shaft. I was getting close to cumming with her magical mouth. I pulled her away and sat her up on the trunk of the patrol car. She hiked up her skirt and I found she had no panties on. I found that she was shaved as clean as a whistle. I began to eat her as if my life depended on it. I nibbled and sucked at her lips and clit. I used my tongue and basically fucked her with it, shoving it in and out of her. Did you cum?" “No, but that’s what you did to me. Now you know why I want you so much.” I was now naked and laying on the bed. He removed his shirt and I watched as his cock slowly hardened and became erect again. It looked beautiful. He hadn't touched it. It was the desire he had for me evidently. I imagined he was going to take me missionary style, but instead of climbing up with me, he took my legs and pulled me around so my legs were draped over the edge of the bed. He spread them and. "Look, as you read for yourself, Franz has personally recommended you and me to do this project. He explains he knows some of the folk at this American engineering house, 3Sigma, and reckons both of us will fit in with their style of working perfectly. Quite what that means, I've no idea yet. But you know as well as I do that Franz is never wrong. Anyway, as you read, he's asked me to contact one of the engineers at 3Sigma, a Mr Dan Richards, and introduce myself. I'll have to do that later.