We both froze. There I was, tits out, legs apart, skirt up with no knickers, my fingers nestling shamelessly in my slippery wet gash. I was mortified ...yet, exhilarated. I’ve no way of knowing for sure if he saw what I was up to, but I strongly suspect he did. He sidled slowly along the row, perhaps shocked, perhaps embarrassed, perhaps with a hard-on, and slipped out of the exit.“Do you think he saw?” My boyfriend whispered.“I’m not sure”. I panted.“I hope he did!” He breathed.I continued to rub. This could be a trap. You can summon your armor in a moments notice, I pointed out. Our soldiers wont be far away, and the ghosts can cover ground rapidly if they choose to. Shed be stupid to try and do anything. Now turn over. Mark rolled over, his cock at full mast. I sat down on it, rubbing his cock into the wet grove of my pussy. I shifted my weight, enjoying the feel of his dick sliding through my labia and nudging my clit as I poured more massage oil on his chest. I leaned over, working. First I went to a Spy Store in the next town, buying telephone and room bugs, and a video camera, all combined with a system of communication so that I could download sound and pictures to my lap-top from outside. I knew her address from her aunt and so quickly cased her building, a small L-shaped three story apartment building with maybe fifty units, a building that seemed to cater to the local Kalamazoo College's students.The security was laughable; the front door was open due to the August. He ruled Az. This city numbered among the largest in the world, and was the most populace in his country. It was a center of culture and learning, a jewel, and he defiled it.Ava’s feyhound proxy padded up beside us, the wicker body creaking. She glanced up at me. I nodded at her and placed my hand on her head. I stroked the woven branches. She shuddered, her tail wagging. She held herself in a pleased manner. Somehow, she’d defeated her father’s iron proxy, shutting down that monstrosity of.