Was she wearing a mask?Knowing Tamsin as I did, this did not greatly surprise me, it was just the sort of thing she would do. But then my heart skippe... a beat when I saw a second figure slowly come out of the shadows. This newcomer was clearly also a young woman and when she appeared the original woman casually made eye contact with her. They did not speak but both now slowly advanced towards the bed where I lay. They soon stood over me, looking down through masks which hid every feature of. It wasn’t long before she was grinding her hips onto my fingers in a circular motion to the rhythm of my trembling fingers. Her swollen pussy lips were now soaking in her sweet nectar and her clit was sticking out about half an inch like a little erect cock. I took it gently between my finger and thumb and massaged it. The more intense my rubbing of her clit became the more she thrashed about below me until I finally slipped a finger inside her and she squealed in sheer delight as she came. They aren't too specific about that, but they do say that, if we don't meet their demands in ten days, they'll execute the hostages." Ten days from when?" Actually, on the last day of this month." That's nine days left. Is anyone talking to them? And, who is it? I need to talk with whoever it is." Actually, I have spoken with their contact person, but only once. Basically, I told them that OSG policy is that we will not discus anything until the hostages are freed." And, they laughed at. . I see you smiling wickedly down at me before you begin to kiss and lick the red line you’d just made on me…and I relax again, feeling your tongue licking my nipples, your teeth biting me playfully. You break off and reach around for our wine glasses and offer mine to me…I take a sip and place it on the coffee table…you take a sip, then pour some on my chest…proceeding to chase it down across my tummy…your face stops when it reaches my crotch, and you look up at me wickedly as if to say ‘is.