.I knew I hadn’t shaved since I’d seen him a week ago. I had been away with work and just hadn’t had the chance to maintain my usual high stand...rds. I knew how much he loved my bald pussy and felt terrible that I couldn’t give him that – not immediately anyway...not able to sort out his hard cock straight away.He pulled me closer to him, biting at my neck and whispered to look in his bag. Trying to concentrate as he nibbled on my neck, I looked over his shoulder and into the bag. There was. "They never even had a chance to draw their weapons, one was still in the car; the other was standing outside, probably having a smoke."That made no sense. "The guy in the car I can kind of understand -- it would be hard to draw a weapon effectively in a car -- but a trained agent, in the open?" I had to think about what the scene would have had to look like. "Up close or far away?" I know what you're thinking, and you're right; to get them both before one had a chance to draw would be. No, I mean ... it’s just something that I promised myself.”She perched atop me, watching me intently with her glowing eyes as I stammered through my reply.“I don’t think that you could say no to me at this point,” she said sweetly as she gave me another thrust, making me squirm beneath her. “And after all, I could take you in any way that I wanted.” I gasped as she ground her crotch against me again as if to illustrate her point. “But I promised that I’d be a good girl. What do you think? Could. ”, he replied.That tiny little shorts was under tremendous strain with tight creases all over. As the shorts were too tight for him, his butt cheeks and his big hard dick can be seen through the shorts’ super thin nylon fabric which was already worn with many years of abuse. Obviously, he did not wear any underwear. The nearly bursting seams seemed to have been repaired by hand many times. I could see through the sheer thin nylon fabric his big hard dick pressing against the straining fabric. I.