She was beginning to realize how powerful those urges were. The scene playing out in her mother's bedroom as she walked toward the neighbor's pool was...a case in point.Missus Conrad realized that the breast massage was not going to cut it. Her right hand went to her crotch and her eyes closed. The vision that appeared was that of the secluded cottage beside the mirror smooth lake nestled in the pines. It was the summer she'd turned fourteen.Her father was too busy that year to take any time off. To me it looked like this was the only place concrete work was left to finish along with the tarmac and its connection to the runways.It made sense because Tony had said that all the concrete work would be finished before any freezing weather. In this area that could happen soon after Thanksgiving, just four weeks away.Tony had sent me a text yesterday that both the JBG and Agency hangars were now completely finished. The Agency had their contractors installing top secret stuff in theirs now.. “I see that we have the whole place to ourselves, what are we going to do?”“Apart from the obvious?” Lisa said. “Do you really have to ask?”“Well, we won’t be doing that ALL the time, will we?” Georgina replied.“If we did we would probably kill Will!” Fiona said. “Not that he would complain, of course.”“Settle down, you,” I said. “Actually, Georgina, we do have some plans, the three of us discussed this the other night; so if you have any other thoughts, or disagree, say so. It’s about all of. ‘I…I don’t believe what just happened to me!’ she gasped. ‘I…I…my…my nipples are sensitive…I’ve always loved having them sucked, but…’ She closed her eyes and shuddered as she remembered what Greg had just done for her. Her hand slid over Greg’s belly, wrapped around his swollen cock, and began moving up and down on it. ‘My God!’ she exclaimed. ‘I can’t believe you’re hard again so soon! Ben he…’ She turned her face away from Greg, but her hand continued to glide up and down on his cock..