My fingertips pushed lightly on his chest, urging him onto the bed. He laid flat, and I crouched between his legs. My ass high in the air, I took him ...nto my mouth. The smoothness of my socks rubbing his sensitive thighs. He fit all the way through my mouth, my eyes flicking up to meet his as I worked him over.“Turn around.” He barely said. I turned so that my face was looking at the door, my ass in his line of vision. His hands scaled my legs, fingers slipping under my stretchy boy shorts. He. Her thumb strokes her clit with practiced ease as she pumps one, then two fingers into her wetness. The sight and sound of the lithe members delving into that purple alien cunt drives the man wild with ecstasy and arousal. His prick twitches, yearning to replace those fingers. Sola’s moaning increases, matching the speed of her fingers. Her cunt juices are lightly tricking out of her, rolling into the crack of her rounded blue alien ass.Justin can’t wait any longer! He bounds from the sofa to. S. Marshal. I only had to promise that if I was needed, I would be available. In return, I got this shiny round badge and an ID with my mug shot on it. As I had dual citizenship, I still had my Interpol identification. That caused quite a hassle with the Marshal's Service. Interpol wanted me to keep my ID from them so I could be called upon to help out in international cases if I was needed. Since I spoke three languages fluently, I would be very useful to Interpol if they needed someone. ‘So what happened after you left college?’ ‘I left home. I was almost 20 and tired of the farm life. I wanted some excitement. While my parents and sister were away, I just packed and left. My dad and mom had been strict and we were not allowed to do things all our friends were allowed to do. I rebelled and, like a lot of dumb teenagers, thought I knew better.’ ‘Where did you go?’ ‘A friend from school drove me to the bus station and I bought a ticket to Charlotte.’ ‘Why Charlotte?’ ‘A.