The special agents ringing phone forestalled any further discussion. ‘Gibbons,’ he said gruffly and listened to the caller. I reached over giving...Cliff’s hand a sympathetic squeeze and wiped the tears from my eyes. Keith shot up out of his chair and started pacing as he listened finally he roared, ‘How damn it? Alright, I’ll be in contact shortly to process a fugitive warrant.’ He snapped the phone closed venting his frustration, ‘God Damn it!’ We all knew but no one wanted to be the first to. My head went back as another hand cupped my pussy. A hand in my bra, pulling my tit out as a mouth closed on my nipple. Yet another down my knickers fingering me as I moaned quietly. My other tit pulled from its cup as a hand went down the back of my knickers, a finger pushing between my cheeks. The hand left my wet slit as I felt my knickers rip and fall down my leg, my cunt exposed to all.Hands on my tits, hands pulling my cheeks apart. Hands, rubbing and slapping my engorged lips. I writhed,. "Hmm I like a little hair myself but I guess whores like you need to keep things bare or your cunts would get too dirty. Tell you what, I'll give you three drinks: the beers and the cum that you're going to suck from my cock. Come round the bar." I put my underwear back in place and let my dress drop back down and go behind the bar and kneel at the barman's feet as he unzips his trousers. I start kissing his hairy belly and move down the rolls of fat until I reach his penis. I take his balls in. I was very much frustrated by sitting idle in my house. All my friends have been into some kind of long lost talent hunt. But I don’t like that idea.So I became busy on social sites and browsing around. I found some friends to chat about a few interests. Slowly the chats turned into interesting ones, closeness started to develop between my friends and me. One such friend is Shivani. Chats turn into calls, then into video calls. We knew something was growing up in between us. Late night chats.