Dan couldn’t help grunting his loving cum into Wendy as he felt the shuddering of her body.“We both came together, that was amazing!” She exclai...med, hugging him tightly to her breasts.“I know, that doesn’t happen very often.”“That just proves how much we should be together,” she said, kissing him.“Do you want me to eat you?”“I’d love you to honey, but we don’t have time. Can you get me a towel? We should get back out with the others.” Dan got a towel for Wendy and used it to dry himself off. He. She had changed her phone number as soon as she left town, so that John couldn't contact her, and she applied for numerous part time jobs. Unfortunately, it wasnt proving to be as easy as she had thought, and within three weeks, she was running out of funds. One day on campus, she saw an advertisement, for a club, to be a waitress. She had neve done any waitressing before, but thought it couldnt hurt, she was desperate, her funds were running out.So she scored an interview and went on in. As. As she reached for the door handle of her car, she felt something on the back of her neck and heard the words ‘Don’t move. FBI.’ The words came from Special Agent Sandra Speer, who was holding the gun to the back of Belfort’s neck. As the FBI Agents swarmed, arresting members of her gang inside and outside the restaurant, Belfort was handcuffed, and her mouth was taped shut. There would be no cyanide suicides if the Bureau could help it. * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * Watch Captain Lockhart came. Involuntarily, my hands twitched, wanting to reach out and trail a finger across those snug white panties. To touch her would be paradise."Tom?" her whisper interrupted my enchantment, "Please Tom. Do it. Touch me."The amazement I felt over her having read my thoughts soon gave way to the base need within me and I stretched out a trembling hand. It hovered just over her knee for a moment, already absorbing the warmth of her skin, then it descended as a hang glider, slowly, gently, touching down.