"There is just one more thing." What's that?" I asked."After we do this I want you to honestly evaluate me and my actions. I want you to tell me what ...ou honestly think. What am I doing right and wrong?"I told her, "I'll be happy to evaluate your performance." With that, I stood, left a tip for the waitress, and took Jean's hand as she stood. We casually walked to our separate cars in the parking lot.Jean followed me to my place. Once there and inside, I made us another drink. I handed Jean her. It is as I'm begging you, the sensations going through my body swell and I start to cum hard.'It's a good job you look good tonight slut'I sit there, waiting to find out what happens next.You pick me up and lay me on the cold stone floor and i gasp.'quiet slave'You star to suck my nipples and make your way towards my pussy again. As you tongue slides along my pubic bone, i feel someone else sucking and nibbling on my tits and i realise again, that we're not alone.'First tonight, you will. Before she could i kissed her again, this time a little lower, and moved my hands up inside her panties on to her ass cheeks, trying to make my intentions clear.She let out a slight giggle and commented "What are you doing now?"I didnt respond, rather opting to slowly pull her panties down off her ass and kiss her right cheek. From here i could smell a scent i have been dreaming of for years, the one i could remember from her dirty laundry all those years ago. With her panties now around her. Once inside, they walked Sienna around to familiarize her with their preparations for our stay. It seemed that the FBI did some shopping, stocked the fridge, and tried to think of things we would need for the duration. Everyone could see that I was almost asleep sitting in my wheelchair, so they wrapped it up after assuring Sienna that they would have an agent outside at all times and another in the adjoining cabin.We were finally alone. Sienna laughed, and said, “Well, it’s been an interesting.