He pulled the boy close, splitting his cheeks with his middle finger. Digging in tight.“Uh-huh,” is all Carson could say.“Good.”Armisen spanke... him, hard, almost knocking him to the ground. Then he brushed past, heading for the door.Carson wheeled around. “What should I do in the meantime?”Mr. Armisen shrugged. “Whatever you want. Stay here. Walk around. I’ll leave you my card.”He set it down on a counter. “In case you wanna spruce up.”Then he shut the door behind him.Carson’s rubbed his butt,. "Then I ask your pardon," said the colonel. "I can reveal little more than I said before, and I do not want to overburden your hospitality." He turned to walk on."Please wait, sir," she said quietly. When he turned again, she went on. "I'm not trying to extract classified information from you—not now, at any rate. But you said something that concerns me greatly. I need to discuss it with you further, not just to ask you questions but to offer information. We don't have to talk now, but I. Wanting more, my phantom lover sends his tongue deeper into my cunt and physically probes it up inside me."Oooohhh ... that's gooood..." I moan as the tongue shoots in and out of my cunt, making me squirm in pleasure...My hands roam over my breasts, pinching my nipples between my fingers. The long tongue changes its movement a little now and actually pulls back the hood of my clitoris with each long lick of my slit. This causes my body to shudder and shake then ultimately start to cum as I give. But yes, if you take your time, I’m sure you could stick your whole hand inside our slut’s cunt. You’ve got small hands, and a pussy can stretch a lot.” Erin appeared giddy when she heard that answer. “Cool! Thanks, Bridget. Can I try that out tonight?” “Not tonight, I’m heading over to Sally’s this evening, and I want to be there when you try it. But maybe we can find the time on Wednesday evening.” She put some emphasis on the word Wednesday and Erin’s eyes widened. It was only me who had no.