"I think I might be your age or older," she shot back."I'm sixteen," I shared."I am sixteen also," she said with a smirk. "Do you only date older wome... like Elizabeth and Bree?" I think my agent is going to die. She told me you were thirteen."She had a good laugh at me and shook her chest at me."Do you think a thirteen-year-old would have these?" she teased then got serious. "Trip tells everyone I'm too young. I bet he told Kendal I was thirteen. He is just being a big brother. Plus, I don't. I practically heard the smirk on her face. She loved this little game. I had barely noticed my eyelids had nearly closed. I sighed in pleasure and kept watching the road, also tried to spread my legs as much as my pants allowed. “You’re enjoying it, I can feel it,” she teasingly said after some minutes, having lowered her fingers and rubbed the wet spot that had formed there. My panties were slid to the side, my lips left open for her assaulting fingers. I could only imagine the wet noises. ”I answered without thinking, “Only up your arse,” which brought sniggered laughter from the whole group, including the girl who also gave me that filthy smile. I was being literal though, I mean, the woman was masturbating – and hard – with a fucking wine bottle…That look though, the filthy smile, which I knew was her way of communicating that under different circumstances, she’d love it up the arse, brought me right to the edge, and I swelled to my fullest size; her eyes following the. Of course, the Feds had no idea I was fueling income for the mob back east. I guess some wise-guy accountants caught onto the scheme that worked for the Detroit faction and they thought they should be aware of a fly in their ointment in the Arizona playground. Looking back on it in retrospect, I have no doubt that they just considered me to be another greedy businessman looking to increase profit in grey areas of commerce.It was actually my “handler” down at the Federal building in Phoenix that.