Without much confidence, he asked me why I wanted to enter the zone. I told him that I saw what was happening here on the news and I wanted to join th... protest. There was something in his eyes. I think he knew that I was lying but he didn’t say anything. Someone probably gave him a list of questions he had to ask anyone that tries to get past the ‘checkpoint’. “Are you carrying any weapons?”I nodded. “Is this guy serious?” I thought to myself. The boy looked surprised. It was hard to tell. It was open. I could see his desire. I could see his fear. It was pure, but controlled.And I could now see his profound attraction. It was more than that, though, and I knew it. He loved me. Had always done so. First in a familial way. Then the love turned to lust – twisted by desire. Then, somehow, in these last few months, and in the last week with Arnie, it had coalesced into a youthful but powerful whole. He was mine, if I would have him, love him back with the same force that he loved me.. .."Saber doesn't finish the sentence. I wink at Saul, to let him know that I thought he did good, he give us a cheeky grin back. Looks like I am a better influence than I thought."To make a long story short, the Nightingales were so impressed, that they called a cease fire. And then we had time to talk with them." And this took you 5 days?" Napoleon asks in a testy voice. His disdain for the protectors story is blatant."No, what took us 5 days was that the Twisters and Nightingales started to. Licking my lips, I looked over at my husband and winked, before I opened my mouth back up letting Jamal fuck my face any way that he wanted to. I could feel him adjust himself again and felt a long wet lick on my pussy. I let out a moan around his dick in my mouth making it twitch. I mentally sighed in satisfaction feeling him insert two fingers inside of me while sucking my clit into his mouth. Mutually pleasing each other, I could see my husband in the corner fisting his dick with a look of.