I went to the meeting room and sat on one of the leather sofas.I ran my hand up my stocking covered legs, my pussy was twitching and by now very wet.I...pressed the cold bottle against my clit. I could feel the coldness through the tiny thong i was wearing.I couldnt wait any longer i needed it inside me. I lifted my right leg up resting my 3" heel on the coffee table. I pulled the thong to one side and slowly eased the bottle inside, i gaspdd as it went all the way in. I moved it in and out few. His hand slowly moved down my front, he began to rub my shaft through the shorts and I slowly met his movements with my hips. He pulled my vest across and began to lick my nipples, slowly in a clockwise motion before he planted his lips around it and began to suck. I got in my zone, the one where everything else just melts away and I forget where I am and just focus on what I am doing. He peeled off my shorts and took my throbbing shaft in his hands. He muttered his appreciation before sliding. SOON AS HE LEFT THE APARTMENT, I IMMEDIATELY START RUBBING ON MY GIRL AND GET THE URGE TO EAT HER PUSSY. I START TO TAKE HER CLOTHES OFF RIGHT THERE IN HIS LIVING ROOM. I GET HER FULLY NAKED AND START TO RUB ON HER ASS AND PUSSY, WHILE WE KISS. AS SHE STAND THERE NAKED, THE DOOR OPENS AND IT IS HIM STANDING THERE IN SHOCK. I SEEN HIS EYES GO STRAIGHT TO MY GIRLS NAKED BODY. I THOUGHT HE WOULD BE MAD AND APOLOGIZED. HE WAS NOT MAD, SO I ASKED IF WE COULD USE HIS ROOM FOR A BIT AS MY GIRL STOOD. She shook her head, said, “No.” Hobo four-pawed himself again.Pilar made the circuit, south ledge, west, north. Same lesson, pat then “No.”The kids were hyper aware of the potential dangers to Hobo. So focused, so dedicated, so determined to please. If a gust of wind sent that Frisbee close to the edge and he leaped... There were too many unknowns. Who Mr. Laser was. Who he was working with. Hank, and the Quantico profiler, were convinced he wasn’t a loner. And who, if anyone, was behind them..