That would certainly pay for this excursion to New York City.Pete took the list of Ivanovitch's murder victims and hired a local PI firm to check them... out to see if there was anybody whom we should help as a result of the murders. They did find several families that were in desperate straits, so we did what we could by anonymously giving them some money. We could not do more than that without the danger of compromising our status.We now had enough data on three more Russian mafia gangs that we. I walked closer to sneak a better look and before I even though about what I was doing, I was holding his soft, heavy cock gently in my hand. Justin’s eyes opened wide and he started to sit up, but didn’t speak. “I’m sorry.” I whispered softly. “I couldn’t sleep after.” I confessed quietly.Justin’s hand slid against my face and his fingers slipped through my hair enough and gently closed around my hair, pulling my head down into his lap. “Put it in your mouth Jess.” He instructed quietly. His. He sat at the bar on a stool having a vodka and coke. He used his fake ID which his older brother, Noah, made for him and it worked.A tall, leggy, gorgeous Italian woman with long flowing wavy black hair walked over to him in a tight skin black dress in her mid-twenties."Hi," he said with a wink and a cute smile of flirtation when he saw her."Hi," she replied with an accent. The corners of her plump seductive red lips spread into a huge smile.Their eyes locked as the chemistry radiated off. ” She said, “Cheryl please I want you to suck me.”I said, “I’m kidding Dawn. I want to suck them and see how quickly I can give you an orgasm. When you have your first orgasm you will want many more.”I pulled her shirt off and Dawn raised her arms over her head. She was wearing cute little red bra. I said, “I don’t wear a bra because John doesn’t want me to.He says he thinks my breasts stay firm because I don’t wear a bra. Whatever the reason I don’t like wearing a bra. It is easier to get to.