I do most of my work for them, but sometimes I get called away to work for that 'other firm.'" She made air quotes with her fingers around 'other firm...' "Yes, the CIA. I'm their legal counsel in the Northwest. When they have something that has a legal – or possibly illegal – aspect, they call me."That's where I was for the last two nights. The Mounties broke a possible terrorist cell in Vancouver. They called us of course. It got bucked from the FBI to Homeland and back down to CIA."We got. 'Was that Steven giving a blow job!In public on the street even?!?' But my taxi lost the Porsche as soonas the light turned green. 'Fuck!' I don't know what is worse.Thinking my best friend was giving a guy a blow job, or not knowing forsure. (It's Europe, and they have more exotic cars then I'm used too,so I guess it could have been a different Porsche, and so that couldhave been anyone. But then again the driver did look super big andtall, and the passenger's hair was kinda short...... “Don’t worry, enjoy it, let me get you something else to wear instead” Jim said, turning to go back upstairs.Feeling like I had been let out of jail, I turned my head back to the screen n time to watch the guy pull out of her ass, grab her hair and start to cum all over her face. She moaned as his cum dripped down her cheeks onto her tits and sucked him deeply into her throat lightly gagging. She looked into the camera and smiled, cum dripping down her face and covering her full lips. My hand. Then her big toe scraped hard over my pussy lips. “Oh shit!” “Say you will.” Her toe parted my folds, and I couldn’t believe she was touching me with it right there. I shuddered. This was supposed to be repugnant. But my legs spread on their own volition, and somehow my hips moved forward on the chair. Her toe wiggled up and down. “Say you will, come on, do it!” “Oh god,” I moaned. “This is so fucked up. Okay, I will.” She put down her foot again and beamed at me while I tried to get back my.