They exchanged fantasies until they could take no more. With another bottle of wine in hand they boarded the lift bound for her room. Both were highly... sexually charged and their mutual libidos were at their heights.In the short lift journey they exchanged an intense, frenzied embrace; tongues entwined, hands holding the other body tight to them.Almost instantly as they closed the room door, they were in another deeply sexual clinch. More a sex battle really again with hands all over the other’s. " Lisa, PLEASE?"I was fully awake now. I glanced out the window and saw that it was a beautiful sunny day outside. I remembered my last thought before I had fallen asleep last night. "Just what do you have in mind Ken?"He was hesitant. "Well, there's a matinee playing at the Roxy. It's a love story. I think you'd like it." Promise you'll be good?" Of course I do. I learned my lesson last time." Okay, I'll ask my mom."Mom gave me a little static, but relented when I pointed out that it was. She swallowed every drop and kissed the head of my cock before she turned around and stuck her ass straight at me.“Fuck me Lex. Fuck my baby ass.”“No, not yet. I want you to bring Ewan in here, and I want both of you to suck me off and then I’ll fuck both of you.”Riley looked at me, slightly disappointed at first, and then grinned. She wiped the cum off onto her shirt and skipped out of the room.I layed there in an afterglow. This twelve year old just gave me the best head of my life. And it. All that tight leather and straps from the movies was, just that, from the movies. No professional could do their job looking like a dominatrix. She entered the station and took the route leading to her connection. Once on the train she had 3 seconds left before the so-called authorities would swarm her building. Good thing she was gone. The assassin smiled for the first time in 48 hours. ********************** ‘Sir, you need to get out of here. Marx’s people are bound to be looking for you.’.