”She nodded and then was quiet for the rest of the rest of the trip. We pulled up in front of a relatively new looking townhouse on 28th Street NW. ...olonel Anisimova used the radio and said something in Russian that I could only assume was letting someone in the house know we’d arrived. My guess was confirmed when a young man in a suit came out the front door. Given his looks and build, I suspected he was a member of the security detail.The driver got out and opened the door to let us out, then. I took a long gulp of the coffee, savoring every drop of it pouring down my gullet. Already, the caffeine was working on me as I drove us to Thompson High School. The cars before us kept turning off. Soon, we were reaching the school. Yellow buses disgorged the high school students who flooded out to the various buildings. I found my parking spot in the faculty lot.“Okay,” I said, turning off the car. “You have to hand over your new toy, June.”“I just want to keep playing with it,” she said.. She grins as she reaches out for it. She holds it in one hand, then in two and she gives a quick glance over her shoulder at me before she pushes his legs apart and dives in to put her tongue on his balls."Ah god that feels good" he says. Its incredibly hot to see my wife on the ground in front of him, worshipping his dick as he relaxes on the couch. She licks up and down the shaft before slipping the knob into her mouth. She has to stop to put her hair in an elastic.I get up and slip my own. Holding her tightly I undertake one final incursion which brings about a series of body-shakes which in other circumstances might have rated high on the Richter Scale. Clasping my hand against her she feels like she is about to purr. I am aware that my fingers are suddenly a whole lot wetter than they had been just moments before.The train begins to slow up coming into the station and she delicately withdraws my hand from her panties and just for a moment half-turns towards me. This is.