The truck left to fuel up. Boomer and the guys were back with lumber on top of the Suburban to make the tables. As soon as it was unloaded, the Suburb...n left again.The truck with trailer and both Suburban’s and 4 heavily armed men each for escort would leave at four AM. At 8 the chopper with the drugs and we three ambassadors would leave and all of us should arrive at the same time.“OK, I will arrange everything. I have something I need to go check on,” Andy replied as he was walking. Also, I’ve two of my brightest students finishing up a rough story-line.”“Good, but I didn’t think you were going to write the screenplay.”“I’m not. They’re putting all the historical information together in a chronological timeline, along with all the historical evidence we have concerning that time and the specific incident. We thought it would give the actual screenwriter a jump-start on fleshing out the story.”An excited Malcolm replied, “Oh, that it will! Now, the men we’re discussing. As I wait, I am treated to the obscured outline of Jean in the window of her bathroom, soaping up her body and then rinsing it off before stepping out of the shower. Now the show will start I think to myself and give my cock a swift tug to make it harder. Jean reappears in the bedroom, rubbing her grey hair dry, her naked breasts and belly wobbles about as she does, and I look down to where her pussy should be but her rounded belly is overhanging it. Jean then turns her attention to her. .beginning to manipulate it slowly, making the oozing wetness increase from the sensitive tip. She leaned down, her mouth making shocking contact with my now thick, throbbing erection, tilting her head, and licking the cock-tip, tonguing the ridge beneath, making me lift my hips slightly, groan and grunt, exclaim, "Oh my God, that's damn good!" Belinda teased for a couple of moments, building the excitement, feeling how the head swelled almost to bursting beneath her skilled manipulations. I.