Her hands moved slowly, caressing my dick all the way. My pre-cum was already oozing out. She took those drops on her fingers and spread them over her...nipples. When more drops started coming out, she took them on her fingers and licked them. “What a taste, young man. Great” She said. I said, “If such tiny drops are so good, what would the whole load taste like?” She said, “Much more tasty. Give me all of it.” By this time, brother had completely aroused mom. “ Mom, you hole is dripping. You. Meanwhile, Bianca was riding John's face. She was grinding her clit against his tongue, and I could see her sweet juices that I tasted only moments earlier dripping down his chin." I paused again, seeing the look on his face knowing he is getting close that the orgasm I want saved for my now dripping pussy."Baby, please don't stop. Tell me more."I grabbed his hand and removed it from his rock hard dick. "No more touching and then maybe you'll hear about how your brother's huge stack filled this. Let's go to your flat like we said." Oh come on Ali, just for a while, I've promised them now." I don't want to go." I maintained."Well I do!" Well I don't!!" I exclaimed much louder than I had intended. Surely he wasn't going to pass up a sexy time with me for snooker with his dork mates."Well, fuck you then, stay here but I'm going." He shouted. With that, he thrust his half- drunk pint glass of lager into my free hand and stalked away. Dammit, I was losing out to snooker balls! Had I thought. What? Not - yet ... No ... Judge, there's no security at the airport. Nothing, and no one! It's just those of us that arrived in the suburbans together."Judge, he is sort of dumb and blind about it. If I didn't think he was straight as an arrow, I would say he is acting exactly the same as that traitor FBI agent acted the last time."What, Sir?"Well, we've arrived and are in a closed hangar. Outside I saw no guards, no helicopter, like Ortega said would be patrolling the perimeter, and no signs.