" Running guns. Information. A little mercenary work."Ethan's eyes trailed Nicole's face. There was a strange glitter about them, an icy glow that ren...ered his gaze keen like a knife. He seemed to scrutinise her features one by one, when he finally said:"You were their handler. The middleman."She stared blankly at the wall for a moment before bowing her head and sighing. She clasped her hands together and said softly, almost indelibly:"Yes." And Andy knew shit."She nodded with closed eyes.. She smiles at him as she feels the warmth of his hands rubbing her skin. His fingers working their way up to her round supple breasts. His thumbs rounding her tits, pressing them into her body. He leans in and kisses her neck as his palms surround her breasts, rubbing, massing. Moans dripping out her throat. He brings his head up to hers and passes his lips against hers for a fleeting moment. He backs away from her, watching as she pulls on her wrist chains to get near him. Face pleading. There was no hesitation in him, no compunction or stalling to speak of. He lowered himself, on his haunches, between my legs, his coat’s raspy wool in sharp contrast to his warm fingers against the back of my calf as he pulled it over his shoulder. A split second later I felt his breath against my inner thigh and his fingers pulling my thong roughly to the side snapping the flimsy lace off and the burning sensation as his lips touching my skin. I could hardly breathe, there was that much. I was looking at my parents but I could sense that Crystal was looking at me rather intently. "Well, that's lovely, son," my mother comes back with, "and, Crystal, we couldn't be more pleased." This went on for a few more minutes, then I begged off that we were tired and went to our room. I was in my boxers brushing my teeth when Crystal came in the bathroom in a pretty, new nighty and hugged me from the back, reaching down into the front to take hold of my expanding member. She nuzzled my back.