They arrived at a fancy looking building, and were greeted by a doorman when they entered. Heather felt as out of place in this restaurant, with waite...s in tuxedos, and a huge fountain, than she had in the ghetto. She clutched her mother’s hand tightly as a man led them to a table, but Angie jerked her hand free to wrap her arms around her new fiancé. “George, I missed you.” she purred in a sultry voice, kissing him deeply before introducing him to Heather. “This is my daughter Heather, she. It was Jasmine who...”“Will the two of you just stop and tell me what’s happened?” Whitworth said, knowing full well what they were going to say since he had much of the information from the near-microscopic cameras.Morales looked at his lover. “Jas?”“Unh uh. It’s yours to tell.”With a sigh, Morales took another sip of his coffee before turning to the General. “Uh, Sir. Well, as we’ve mentioned, I noticed some cooler air coming from further down a side passageway. Once I had the battery powered. She whispers again “don’t cum inside.” Jake agrees with a nod and she grinds on.Several strokes later she releases his hands and arches her back as she continues to ride up and down. Jake rolls her nipples between his fingers. She arches farther back stretching her breasts. “Ohhh yes” she responds. Her strokes adjust to pull and push her body against his grip during the penetrations.With both of them nearing orgasms the rhythm speeds up. She leans down to his mouth and licks at his lips. Jake. I went in to my kitchen to get some ide coffee and when I came back out there was a flurrty of activitygoing on. People were getting the moving boxes off the truck and the side door to the hose was open. Iguess someone showed up finally.I drank my coffee and watched the whole parade of boxes and assorted furniture going from the truckinto the house. Man these folks have a lot of gear. I saw training equipment and, this peaked mypersonal perveted interest, a massage table...This was not you.