"I think a little lubrication will help," I said as I brought up the hand that was on my pussy. It was coated with my juices, and I rubbed them over t...e head of his cock.His lusty look and deep throaty moan told me he loved what I had done and I started to rub around the head with one hand as the other teased along his shaft. I dipped my hand between my thighs every minute or so, collecting my juices and smearing them all over his cock. His cock throbbed with excitement every time I did and he. He smelled like a man and she liked it. "You're officially a cocksucker," Allison whispered in Bethany's ear after brushing away a handful of fiery red locks. Allison's coarse language sent a stunned shiver through Bethany that ended between her legs with a demanding tingle of excitement. Oh fuck, she's right! Bethany thought. There had been few times in her young life when something magical had happened. Receiving her college acceptance letter had been one of those moments. She could remember. “Yes, but with her HUSBAND!”“But she can’t because of the operation?”“That’s right,” Jessica replied. “She has to heal before she can do that.”“I’m glad they could make her not sick anymore!”“Me, too, Pumpkin,” I replied. “Me, too.”November 26, 1995, Chicago, Illinois“The hardware store in Havana was perfect cover. We could talk to the locals and nobody would get suspicious. After Castro took over, we continued feeding information back to Washington, and, once Eisenhower signed an order, to arm. As I was enjoying the show before me, I was suddenly overcome by a sense of guilt and felt ashamed about what I was doing. I quickly hurried away from the window and headed straight to the bathroom. I checked the time and I had a couple of hours before I had to leave to the airport. I ran myself a bath and sunk in trying to forget what happened moments earlier but my mind kept replaying what I had seen. His strong arms around her waist, his lips nibbling her neck, the rhythm with which their.