I soon had written letters to every supplier of feminine undergarments from Lane Bryant to Omar the Tentmaker. Upon cleaning out the old PO box (under...the glare of an annoyed postmaster) and carting away the resultant mass of circulars, catalogs and come-ons I began the Search For The Perfect Bra.As I spent many hours gazing at scantily clad women, a not unpleasant pastime in itself, I happily compared band thickness, color, lacy adornment, fabric, strap placement and other factors and emerged. Enough money can produce just about any outcome. The guys had been outed by some big brass ass in DC. Escobar had photos and Intel outing them as Special Forces conducting surveillance on him. My first clue was watching Don get clubbed over the head with a steel pipe then being dragged downstairs to the basement. When I saw Ben being carried by two men following behind a guy dragging Don and gave myself away. They did not know I was with them until I ran to Ben after seeing his leg was. She was enjoying this too much."More. Please. More!" she begged the unseen mouths. They obliged, and she was soon being driven to a climax again. Her tits were sucked, nibbled, pulled, chewed to provide a deep-down sensation in her belly that responded to the probing tongue in her clit. She opened her thighs wide, welcoming whoever it was who was attending to her there. The person slid a finger into her. It moved inside her. She moaned,"Fuck me please!" Soon, sweet one." The man's voice came. I am glad she did most of the talking because my mouth was otherwise very busy. She hung up and my lover got back to giving me a really good fuck on his last night at the house. He had fucked me two or three times every day, and we were both enjoying it.He had thought it was our last fuck, but, later that night, I woke him up, sucking his cock, getting him hard enough to fuck, and he fucked me half an hour that time, then kissing me deeply while he cum.His plane flight was not until four that.