I got up from the bed, my cock hard again, and walked over to the window. Her nipples were poking through the fishnet, and she started to rub the fron...t of her g-string.I took her hips and turned her around so that she was facing the outside. We were 9 floors up, looking down at the world, and I pressed her against the glass. I took her hand, the one that she was rubbing herself with, and guided it down inside her g-srtring."Are you my dirty little whore?" I asked her as I pushed her fingers. I work for the CIA. Technically, I'm employed by the FBI. I think. I'm not really sure. Things have gotten a bit confusing since 9/11. All this `sharing of resources'. My specialty is computers. Or, to be blunt, hacking and viruses. I got my start as a smart-ass high school kid who hacked into an ancient Federal main frame. I guess I was butt-ass lucky. Since I fixed the whole I climbed through, sent them an e-mail explaining how I did, and gave them my phone number in case they had questions,. I took the opportunity to go to my room and fix a cup of coffee just the way I liked it on the tiny hot plate and the little filter for the grounds that I had gotten into the habit of taking everywhere with me instead of paying top dollar for the piss water they called coffee in the cafeteria.A low knock on the door caught my attention and I hesitated to answer at first because of a premonition about what or who was on the other side. I opened it to Sam with an unmistakable look of lust on her. Sarita was bent down. Oohh her ass looked as alluring as she kneeled to suck the Anish’s cocks. Her pussy was wet as she took cock in her mouth sucking up to hilt. She had a big cunt with thick outer lips that had become glossy with her juices. Now Anish made Sarita turn around and patted on her ass, she knew what to do. She came up on her knees and was offering her cunt doggy style. This was such an erotic moment as she swayed her big buttocks in the air. Anish put his cock deep into her.