Other than the bank employees, her and the two men were the only ones there and she daydreamed as she waited her turn, there seemed to be some problem...with the man's check and she cursed the bank for only having one teller as the young woman tried to explain to the man why she couldn't cash his check as their voices raised. She looked around, there were only three people working here, she guessed that explained why there was only one teller and then she looked up startled as the man suddenly. All he wanted to do was have fun in france with his friends, and spend time with MJ.Right now he didnt care about the elementals attacking (Whatever they were). He didnt care about being a hero and wearing a suit. He just wanted to go be a kid.But it was clear he didnt have a choice. The secret agent bus driver pointed to a small building across the street."You go there" he said in his limited english and french accent."I fucking hate Fury" Peter mumbled, then realized he was probably spying on. That part was rather touch and go.Jason turned to briefly capture my mouth. ‘I agree. As long as we’re together, it doesn’t matter.’Smiling back at him, I finished his hair and hopped off the bed, heading towards the bathroom.‘I’m going to take my shower now,’ I told him, and Jason nodded. ‘I’ll do YOUR hair when you come out,’ he promised.I was so tired in the shower it felt difficult to accomplish anything at all, but I managed it somehow and made it out. I didn’t take a towel like Jason. I. .. sliding her finger up and down her slit, then slipping it into her sopping wet cunt. Then starting all over again, I was watching the boy now who was wanking furiously and suddenly he came and he quickly cut off the link between us. Awwww moaned my wife I was enjoying that! We can try to find another I said, no she said let's see if we can find someone for you, but it's mainly guys I said, well if they see a female first who knows wot cud happen said my wife. So we moved on and for a while.