Wendy’s body tensed and her legs stretched out and then clenched shut around his hand and the vibrator. Wendy then relaxed again. She said in a husk... tone with her eyes closed, “That’s one. Thank you.”The next two were also what Dave called ‘give aways’. Wendy just slid from one orgasm into another as he used the fancy dildo on her pussy and the rabbit ears fluttering on het clit. She was gushing out fluids in prodigious amounts; they were running down her ass cheeks onto his bare leg and. If you find stories of this kind inappropriate and/or you are not old enough to read them, please leave this site now.Info: This is my first erotic story ever, so I would very much appreciate any kind of comments, suggestions etc. I hope you would also forgive any possible grammatical mistakes, because English is not my mother tongue. So if you have any opinions, suggestions, comments, questions, just send them to [email protected] . I would love to hear comments from you - the. We both sat there looking into the distance and enjoying the sun for a few minutes...until he said...“I couldn't help noticing that you had you hand in your trousers earlier”, that Hugh Grant accent again. How much did he see??? How many others saw it too??? I flushed with embarrassment.“Please, don't mind me. Do carry on”.I'm speechless. What do you do when someone invites you to masturbate in front of them. Not being able to think of an alternative, I said..“errm...thanks” and slid my hand. My phone buzzes. It’s Special Agent Fernandez.“Hello, Special Agent Fernandez. What’s the honor of your call?” I ask him.“Hello Mr. Greene, oh wait, you want me to call you David. Sorry, it’s just all my training makes it a habit to say Mr. or Mrs. Anyways, I’m calling you to tell you that the two different shell casings that you turned over to us, well they come from two different weapons that the Mexican Drug Cartel usually use. I’ve put in a call to your Director of Security, Roger Johnson.