(I had hired an ex-NSA employee to dig the relevant information out of Kremlin archives soon after the collapse of the Soviet Union.) Anyhow, data osm...sed, or memory leaked, and I began remembering things. Things Amelia probably didn't intend for me ever to know.In the first place, her name was not Amelia Gilbert. She was Amalya Trepper, and she worked for the KGB. Espionage and intrigue were deeply embedded in her family history. Her uncle was Leopold Trepper, a shadowy and mysterious figure.. She is important to me, too. Don’t worry about it. I thought I saw something in your eyes, that’s all.”She turned to walk away. Before she got to the door I grabbed her by the arm, spun her around, took her in my arms and kissed her. When we broke the kiss she said, “I thought so, thanks. That tells me what I needed to know. Maybe in time, you will be able to tell me in words.”She went to pull away again but I held her firm and kissed her again. I lifted her up onto the vanity and pushed my. As Jennifer was unsnapping and unzipping her pants, I began removing her shoes. I pull off her pants, exposing her wet panties. Her panties were so wet it looked like a dam had burst. I put my mouth on her soaked panties and started to lick her pussy. The taste of her pussy juices was amazing! I couldn’t wait any longer, I pull off Jennifer’s panties and start licking her shaved wet pussy making her moan loudly. My pussy was getting extremely wet eating her out. In a minute I made her cum in. Teri Garam GostKi Garmi Sirf Ek Jawan Mard Hi Nikal Sakta Hai. Le Garam Coffee Pee, Phir Garma- Garam Dena!And that shameless son of me, drank coffee and poured inside my open mouth. That spilled up coffeecontain lot of saliva of my son.He said- Maa Tere Mey Ungli Daal ke Meri Ungli Jal Gayi, Teri shitti pipe Itni Garam Hai.With sorrow face I Said-” Arey Mera Raja ‘Beta’. La Ungli Mere Moonh Mey Daal Mai Chus Kar ApneThuk Se Thandha Kar Deti Hoon.I opened my mouth and son put the finger which.