Nothing happened. He tried again, clutching his original card between shaking fingers. Again with Ethel's card. His heart was thumping in his chest, t...ere was a sour taste in his throat as he retraced his steps along the alley between the leaning red brick walls to the street where his car was parked.Where was it?The phone box in the market square had been out of order. The one by the station worked, but the number just rang and rang. Claire still not back from her girlfriend's? Surely, it must. Just the heat from our bodies and the hot, wet kisses drive us to practically tear each others clothes off. During this kissing and disrobing frenzy you lead me to the bed so when we get there you are totally naked and I am just wearing a nude bra and garter belt with stockings. We drop to the bed and continue kissing, but that is getting more urgent, our breathing more rapid. Our bodies touching and getting extremely tactile, feeling every inch that is touching. I can’t wait anymore. I. ." She gasped. "Breeder Program..." Very good..." Sarah praised as she would a young child. "You may cum for me now."The blonde cried out as she was overwhelmed by an orgasm. She jerked on the floor as the monster cock slid in and out of her clenching vagina. As the contractions faded she shuddered, pinching her hard nipples."Are you sanctioned or black ops?" Sarah followed up."The program is black but with oversight." She purred to the camera."What about this operation? Are there others?" No,. Got a wife back in England waiting for you to get back there and fuck her silly?”I pondered inventing a more interesting life for myself, but I’ve never been a good liar. “No, I’m divorced. A couple of kids I see every second weekend. I go to the university, have a few quiet drinks at the pub every Friday and watch way too much football on the telly. That’s about all there is about me.”“How long you been divorced? Got a girlfriend or two waiting for you instead?”“About four years. And no, no.