You quickly come to stand behind me, still with your hand on your shaft and rubbing with just enough friction to keep yourself hard. I feel two of you...r fingers spread me open, my slick inner lips separating easily under your probing fingers. You spend some time using just one finger to rub my opening, the sensation literally driving me insane. My legs are as wide as they can go, and my head is on the sand, as are my tits. I'm begging in a ragged voice and you still won't do me. I can hear your. I could feel her anticipation and she reached down and planted my head right in front of her pussy i wiggled my way into her, shallow at first (she likes it that way) then as I could feel her wetness building up i would go just a little deeper on a few strokes. just to feel her wet wet. I could see her start to bite her lip and i could feel her trying to wrap herself around this cock as I was steadily rocking in and out of her now squishing pussy. she was actually the one to lift her legs up.. Perhaps too much time in the spy business had just made you mistrusting, but the whole assignment smelled fishy.Your pocketed laminate badge named you as Nathaniel Speck, a field agent for CEDIT with an impressive mission record in eastern Europe. Your listed accolades achieved there were many, but could any of them prepare you for this next assignment?You arrived in Washington and set up your belongings in a very swag penthouse suite in a five star hotel, the kind any spy would be happy to. But he did stop. Even as she moaned again with the pleasure of his talents, his lips left her mouth to trace a burning line from her lips along her jawbone to her neck. Everywhere they touched her skin felt fire. But when they reached that spot on her neck where she’d always been so sensitive, her breath caught in her throat. Michael felt and heard the change and knew he’d found the right spot. He licked and nibbled and kissed up and down her neck, letting the sound of her irregular breathing.