Fortunately, Mr. A. Patel was assumed to have been removed from the chessboard in the sweep by British Intelligence of my cell and several other cells... operating in London some six years ago. I was now known as a solid Canadian citizen by the name of Al Brown Jr. It was a dull name, but it served to place me in the middle of the head where I felt much safer than with the real name of my decimated clan in Pakistan.I was the associate translator and advisor to the low-level Canadian Intelligence. “Yeah,” I said finally looking back at him. “I just thought I would have lost it by now. All my friends lost theirs a long time ago, I kind of felt like the freak among them. I get to be the virgin college girl. How fun is that?” Henry moved back over to me and placed his arm around my shoulder again. I turned to face him but tried to avoid eye contact. He was obviously not okay with that. He pushed my chin up with his hand so that we were looking directly at each other. I felt the butterflies. I done that for a minute or 2 when she muttered under her heavy breathing, go on have a taste, I leaned forward while still using my thumb to rub her clit but this time with abit more pressure while my tongue started licking the wet leggings where her hole was, her moaning was getting a little louder as I started really working my tongue, I licked upwards to her clit and through her wet leggings I was sucking, her legs started shaking I could tell she was really enjoying it.I stopped and. Hardly next 1 minute and it was my turn to let out the loudest moan; thrusting the one last time into her pussy, deep as possible and released the stream of cum inside her, panting heavily with my head feeling very light as I fell on top of her. I swear hearing her say that she felt the deepest end of her cunt getting soaked as my contractions expanded her cunt and her contractions felt like fiery hot muscle walls wrapped around my thick shaft. The area joining us together was very slushy with.