Despite the heat, the rain was cool and the nipples on her breasts were like hard little raisins. When I touched them, ever so carefully, ever so soft...y, I could see goose bumps on her arms. ‘Oh, I like that and you can do some more later but right now, it’s my turn to do you. Turn around.’ The erotic feelings I mentioned before were magnified tenfold when her hands began their journey over my body. Slowly, she caressed her way down from my neck and shoulders to my back, waist, and buttocks. I. It read: Is Jill doing OK?WOW! My head was spinning. It just seemed to me that the whole world was falling apart.CHAPTER 2I started with the shooting, calling Roger first.Roger’s call was short. He didn’t have much information at this point. He said he got a call from a friend at the FBI who alerted him about the shooting. He’s got a flight to St. Louis scheduled in an hour. He said he will either call or text when he gets more information. My second call was to Paula. We discussed the. Once I went out of the cabin to bring some files and when I came in she was bending on the floor to pick-up one pile of files to keep on table. She was struggling with number of files and hence was bent for quite some time.I came closer and saw that her low waist jean has moved further down and her ass-crack was visible. She was 5 years younger to me but she looked very sexy and tempting.I gained some strength and placed my hand on her bare exposed back and asked that if she needed some help in. The feeling was exquisite, like dozens of tiny fingers encircling and milking my cock.It had been about two months since we'd last played this game, and although she'd been no slouch before, her skills at taking it in the booty had increased seemingly tenfold. I realised that she'd obviously practiced a little, and the girl was now well on her way to becoming an absolute mistress of anal sex. The sight of my thick cock buried in her backdoor had my sperm on the boil, and I closed my eyes,.