Having too many of them around is still a bit politically sensitive, even after the change of government." Out of sight, out of mind," Terry commented... It also solved the mystery of why he hadn't been able to see any obvious buildings to house Cavor wing. Putting it underground was a good way to conceal it."Just so," Sally confirmed. "The bunker was already there and wasn't being used for anything important, a mushroom farmer was renting part of it. It made sense to rehabilitate the place,. The illicit nature of my fantasies developed into a strong desire to deliberately tease him. The fact that it seemed wrong only made me more wet. I opened my legs and brought my hand between them to feel the slick arousal that coated my panties. I imagined my boy stroking his hard dick to orgasm as he peeked at me through my door. I grasped the hem of my skirt and pulled it up to my waist. "Oh God," I breathed aloud as the images raced through my mind. I pushed my panties aside and slipped two. He had done it with her. She had liked it too. He sure had. He wished that she hadn't gotten like she did just when he needed to cum though. He'd never felt it be so good though. He probably emptied all of his cum for a week with that blast.He remembered telling her that he loved her. That was a pretty dumb thing to do. Now, she'd think he was stupid too. It had just popped out of his mouth. He hadn't even been thinking anything like that when he had said it.Maybe she hadn't even noticed it. But he wasnt groping like a 16 year old boy. He was squeezing gently, rubbing, swirling his hand, caressing, and then repeating all of that, the whole talking in a low soft voice. Yes, you need a friend. A friend in this situation would be a good thing. My head was swimming. This was so much so fast. He hands felt good. My nipples seemed to pulse each time he touched them. My pussy ached and the cloth between my pussy lips transferred each movement directly to my clit. He moved his hand from.