I lifted up on my elbows, cheeks and chin glossy with her juices and looked around her bedroom. “What the hell was that?” I asked, concerned that ...t might be a car door slamming in her garage. “It’s probably just the washer,” she said, out of breath, “I threw a load of my husband’s work clothes in the wash just before you came in and the stupid washer is off balance. It should stop in a few minutes.” Her hands clawed eagerly at my ears but I broke away and headed toward the laundry room,. We posted a few pictures of Cindy from our digitalcollection, some nice shots of her spreading her legsand a normal vacation bikini photo with the faceblanked out. Predictably, we got a flood of responses,only a fraction of which were usable. We narrowed itdown to a few and got to talking with a guy around ourage, a light-skinned black guy with model looks andhazel eyes. From the pictures, his cock looked big butnot huge – about the same size as mine. His name wasTony, and we arranged to. Ugh"Suddenly, Oliver's face changed, drooped, a dark liquid began to pour out of his mouth. "Oliver?" I asked.Oliver looked up at me in pain, and then fell on the table. I saw what appeared to be a large knife protruding from his back. Behind him was Wyman with an evil smile on his face. I tried to back away when I felt two strong hands on my shoulders."Going somewhere Ms. Perry," hissed Agent Fleck's voice in my ear.Suddenly I found myself being lifted into the air, my clothes being ripped. I felt her tongue explore my mouth as her hand slid down my pants and grabbed by balls. I kissed her back as I felt the unusual sensation of having my balls tugged, squeezed and rolled around in her hands. I kiss and bit her neck, ears and shoulders as she unbuckled my pants and went back to massaging my balls. It felt great but I felt a little weird because I was doing all the typical everyday stuff and she was doing something new and different to me.When we were completely naked and I.