She then reached around in front and worked her hand up between my legsthrough the dress and the petticoats! She began rubbing my tightlygirdled crotc... just like I was a woman! It became too much. I began tomoan at the overpowering sensation. I could smell the perfume and hearthe swish of all the satin and nylon and I began struggling to get up. "I...it's t...too much Madge, I...I have to g...go!" I exclaimedbreathlessly and nearly exhausted. "Lay back down now, I want you to enjoy your pretty. In his flat there was a teapot on the stove with some cold tea in it so I poured myself a generous measure in a whisky glass, (it was the color of whisky) then poured him a generous measure of scotch. It wasn't hard to get him to drink up and when he finished it I got him another, mean while I got into my dance routine for him. As I suspected from experience it wasn't long before he was falling asleep, so I helped him to his bedroom. I undressed him and got him onto the bed where he finally. Ali and I slept in the wet spot. We were naked, our bodies wrapped around each other. I woke up. My dick was hard. Ali’s pussy was still leaking my jizz out to drip down and add to the wet spot. I shoved my prick inside her cunt without waking her. I started fucking her slowly, but with enough force to move her body forward from the “in” stroke.I’d never fucked a sleeping girl before. I’d never felt like I could enter a girl without explicit permission, even if I was King. Why was it suddenly. The surprise, though, was the hidden compartments beneath the boat and inside the pontoons filled with waterproofed bundles of cocaine.The DEA agent recognized the boat from their surveillance photos as one that had frequently fished along the creek’s bank near the house we raided yesterday. That meant there was probably another undiscovered way to get the drugs from the boat into the tunnels there.The FBI agents took the new, smaller stash of videos to review while the DEA took control of the.