He felt her fingers’ feather touch explore him on both sides before she let the very tips of her fingers trace around the rim of his cockhead and th...n on to the very tip. She felt the glistening slickness of his pre-cum and coated the end of her finger. “Oh my, I do love it when a cock does that.” Fliss brought her fingertip to her mouth and tasted him. “Yummy. Would you mind if I licked up the rest?” She knew there was no need to wait for an answer and leaned forward to lick. He was still in pain. I kissed him from behind while fucking him. He slowly started enjoying it.I fucked him for ten minutes in same position and then he said, he wants to try missionary position. I was more than happy to hear that. I asked him to lay down on his back. He laid down on his back. I got on him, I kissed him and then I hold his legs and put them on my shoulders. Now he was so excited. I started inserting my dick in his ass. He was again in little pain. I stroked my dick fully. He knew the layout, had spent countless hours watching the place, knew many of the employees that worked on the grounds and more who used to. As he approached the wide marble front porch, a security guard, complete with sunglasses and ear wire as if he were in the Secret Service, stepped out from behind one of the broad Doric columns on the uppermost landing. He took Thule's name and gave him a perfunctory patdown that probably would have missed a gun if Thule had been carrying one."Check that. Stupid, stupid! Was I losing my edge? The top of a head moved slowly across the bottom of the side window. It was Art, holding an enormous, nickel-plated revolver. When I tapped on the window, he jumped a foot in the air. I pointed to the front of the house and we met on my front steps.“What the fuck, Art? Who were those assholes?”“Romanian muscle”, he said weakly. “You killed them?”“Oh, yeah. What were they after?”“Radka. Here boss was pissed when she left with me. He wants her back.”“Okay..