See, I can just lick you all over," which she proceeded to do. Then, the other three took turns licking my whole pubic area. My cock was hard as steel.... I have never been so sexually stimulated in my life. Then Erica came in with a jar in her hand."I warmed up some chocolate fudge sauce, girls. Cocks just go so well with chocolate," and she dribbled a little over my cock where it started running down my shaft. Sharon and Heather both began licking up catching it as it ran down. I was breathing. I put it on and was admiring how it made my already big 32D tits look even more prominent. To go with it, I put on shorts without wearing any panties. I also tied my hair into a ponytail.I was looking literally like a pornstar. My shorts were barely covering a third of my thighs, and my tits were struggling to get out of my bra. My complete back and belly were exposed, and my ass was clearly visible. I was feeling rather proud of my look in the mirror.I heard the doorbell ring. Sameer brought. Complete privacy and secrecy were promised. The ONR would not even vet their clients; it was not their concern what they wanted nor did. If needed, the ONR would even make sure clients were not followed to or from their building. Many a paparazzi woke up confused in a random hotel bed with a splitting headache when this option was requested.As to what the clients could get, anything short of maiming or murder. Specific type of sex? Done. Specific type of partner? Done. Illicit materials? Done.. I passed the message up to Covey. Our Covey rider was a big, rawboned former recon man named Jessie Caraway. Caraway was a hillbilly from West Virginia, aptly nicknamed 'Country'. Country rogered my message and told me to stand by. He was back on the radio in a few minutes."The only LZ close to you is about three klicks northeast of where you inserted. Estimate ninety mikes on the chopper turn-around, and no can do with tac air right now. Everything in the air is up north on a Bright Light for.