I laughed and she did too.Before I was about to drink that humongous glass of milk she took some gulps and handed me the rest. I was startled. She had...finished more than half and smiled with a milk moustache. We had a lot of chit chat. Smiled and laughed and then we decided it was time. She said she will change into something more comfortable.I was in kurta pyjama. I was on a bed of roses. So enamoured by this amazing girl. Waiting for the things to come.Ours was an arranged marriage obviously.. Whatever the case may be, this is the best luck Luke has had all night.Candace hasn’t notice as her eyes seem to remain looking out the window at the sights. Luke stands and unzips. His cock strains outward toward her face. “Candace,” he calls softly.She turns her head quickly. “Oh shit...” she cries. Then she starts laughing. “Fuck, I didn’t expect to see that in my face.”“Well, this is our hypothetical bush,” he points out.“So it is,” she agrees. Her mouth takes him inside it. She sucks. Undoing my bun, she grabs my hair as it falls into a pony tail half way down my back and uses it to control my face. I clean her thighs where she has splashed, such that her perfect black skin shows no trace of pee. She takes me closer and closer to paradise, but her strong hand on my hair keeps me from lunging to paradise with my tongue until I have cleaned every inch of her skin.At last, my whimpering is silenced as she pulls me to her pussy and Mistress allows me to clean her perfect cunt. I. He was extremely dangerous and should only be approachedwith the utmost caution. What was worse, he had the ability to stealanother person's shape and even their memories just by touching them.Later, in my car, reviewing everything we'd been told about this 'AgentZ', that seemed the most incredible of all. I had to believe thebriefing was deadly serious, of course, but such a thing soundedludicrous, impossible, like some of that old X-files shit I'd heardabout. Of course, the X-files had been.