She was moving on the white leather sofa wearing only a small black bikini. He saw her gentle hand passing on top of the bikini bottom one more time r...ight before slipping inside. Amanda was her name and she had only one tiny detail left from revealing the beauty of her nakedness. Her observer was a man in his late forties wearing dark gray suit and sipping whiskey from a glass. His name was George. Amanda got on her fours and slowly pulled down the bikini revealing her tight ass. She had small. If it were not for the audible moans, there would be no clue that either one of them had a climax (even though they told me that they did). There was a scene of me fucking Rachel from behind while she had her face between Sonia’s legs. Based on the emotions in her face, I could tell that Sonia’s orgasms were real. There was a scene of me on my knees, my face buried in Rachel’s pussy as Sonia sucked on her breasts. In another, I was on my knees, my face buried in Rachel’s ass while she and. But we just received the file about Sylvia's dad and the guy who brought it wants to see you in person right away, he has some other information about our investigation, and he said it was very urgent."Agent 1 grunted again and said, "Do you know who he is?" No, Sir, he only said that he wants to talk with you in person. We have checked his papers, and it had his service number on it, but no name."Agent 1 pulled his bed covers away and jumped out of bed. While he did this, his assistant gasped. " Amy said, and then she smelled it. Whatever it was, it wasn't cream, it smelled like... sex... like jizz."I don't think that's cream." She said."What? What would it be then?" Brad asked."I don't know." Amy replied."Scoop some up in this then." Brad grabbed a coffee cup and scooped a portion of the sticky white liquid into the cup."That's gross, I'll just mop it up. Could you go man the counter." Amy said."Fine." Brad complained."It's either that or clean this up." Amy said."Counter it is."Amy.