Slowly he massaged my shoulders, working his way down to my legs. He spread my legs apart and repositioned himself between them, now massaging my butt... Every once in a while he slipped a finger under my panties and ran it down my slit, soaking wet with anticipation. He stopped and moved himself over me, pressing me down into the bed as his kissed the back of my neck. How did he know it was my weakness? I moaned as he continued to kiss my neck and shoulders while his poor cock, still trapped. “That’s one of the few Russian phrases I know.”“You speak Russian, Steve?” Commander Krennick asked my dad.“No,” Dad replied. “I dated a girl from the Soviet Union. She and her family became family friends. She married, and she and her husband moved to the US when she was named Trade Attaché to the US by the Russian government. It’s the role her dad had when I met her. He’s in their Duma now.”“And that relationship caused Steve no end of trouble back in the day,” Pete interjected. “The FBI was. .a boy wearing girl panty''''I really dont know Marie but its weird indeed''i was back from school and mum was with her friend Marie, trying to avoid them, as they talk about my friend Brian''hey Alex how are you, had a good day?''''yes....im tired tho''i went up and changed , removing my cloth i was quick to remove my little panty , i was one of them....it went crazy from cities to cities , that " challenge" hit hard , getting a white boy in your sister undie as he suck , flooded the net, so. I actually felt bad for her, it was meant to be a joke. So I swallowed my pride and turned to face her, she could barely look me in the eye. “I was just kidding sweetheart” I said quietly as I grinned. That was the first time I ever saw this girl smile, and I soon realized she was really easy on the eyes when she smiled. I completely forgot about her soon after and went back to doing nothing. It seems she had not forgotten me though. As I was eating my lunch on my own I heard footsteps coming.