Her fingers disappeared inside her and she continued to thrust her thighs and whimper. For the first time, the old man noticed the artist standing, wa...ching. He looked cowed for a moment but then a sly smile spread across his wrinkled face when he saw the expression on the artist's face. He dropped his gaze to the artist’s hand, where it was slowly rubbing back and forward. He looked back up at his face and his tongue emerged again to slither wetly across thin lips, ‘Sorry Sir,’ he said. ‘I. Danny’s parents were out for the day and Katrina had come over with her mother, both in the nude of course, to talk to the group about life at Blanke Schande College. Although Katrina was still very keen she did have a lot of questions she hoped the group could answer.Katrina sat with rapt attention looking like a slightly smaller, but identical, version of her mother. She had exactly the same build and the same dark hair - cropped just below the ears. They both had the same cute but. Sure," I said without thinking.The girls came in. They didn't say anything, but just stood in the middle of the room."Can I help you girls with something?" I asked."We were wondering..." said Meaghan."About ... if we could..." said Aimee.All three girls looked nervous and apprehensive."Last Wednesday we saw your cock," said Meaghan."Yes," I said with my own apprehension now."We liked it," said Skylar."We were wondering if..." said Meaghan before stopping again."If we could see it again," Skylar. "I had been thinking about Agent Woods, ever since I had heard he'd blown the cover. He didn't fit any agent model that I could see. There was something not right."Is it his father, or an Uncle, that keeps Agent Woods in the agency?" I ventured."You should be glad no recruiters are around to hear questions like that." I was thinking of joining the CIA, myself." Oh?" You said they have all the toys," I said with a grin.He chuckled at that and then got down to business."John, the other agents.