Simeon waited for us in a late model Saab. "Hurry. Get in," he said when he exited the car as we approached. Like a chauffeur he opened the back door ...of the sedan and we climbed in.After a circuitous route negotiating old roads or identifying a tail and ridding us of it or confusing Amy and I as to the location, we ended at the edge of the city at a blocky boring Bauhaus office building. Inside the steel and glass structure worked better. Windows tinted in hues of maroon, violet, burnt orange. They had come to take Sharon from him and nothing was going to stand between them again."You see that Corrigan?" came a whispered question from his mic. It was Koslov again."The son of a bitch has got a gun and he's waving it around like he intends to use it. My men are almost in position and we're gonna take him down in a moment."Corrigan looked over at Jenkins who was still peering through the binoculars."Yeah, he's got a gun all right, victim is still lying in the bushes about 20 yards away,. At that point she would delight in making me cum, keep the full load in her mouth so that we could share in a passionate "wet" kiss as she called it. Of course I had been under strict instructions to swallow every last drop and to lick off her breasts of anything that might have escaped her initial catching of my load.Every so often she would tease me and refer to me as her "cum slut", a title that I strangely enough became to like and fuel further fantasies.Throughout the summer we often laid. I know how to get a man to cum and Greg was no exception. Apart from some skilled sucking, (and it doesn’t have to be deep throating), they love their testicles tickled and a finger deep into the rectum will get them pulsing. Greg was no different and after forcefully shoving my forefinger right into his bum hole he was soon pulsing loads of his delicious fluid into my mouth. I generally don’t swallow a lot - not because I don’t like it or the taste but I love to see the cream flowing out.