I watched you watching us. Watched you slide your fingers between your legs. I watched as your eyes flicked between Grant and me whilst your fingers t...eased your clit. I watched as you fucked yourself, your eyes wandering over my body … Do you like my body?” My teeth bite into my lips preventing them from answering but somehow, slowly, beyond my control, my head nods.“Did you know I was watching?” I reply with a quick, short shake of my head.“I don’t believe you.” I don’t have an answer; it. I couldn’t drop my shield unless I either ruined her firing pin, paralyzed her, or I wrapped her in my shield, in which case, she could have killed herself with the ricochet,” I explained.“But she’s so-o-o old! Don’t tell me you were really trying to get her in bed with you, were you?” Aida asked me. “I mean isn’t she like almost thirty? And isn’t that like, seriously over-the-hill, like?”Anna, who was thirty-two, looked annoyed but kept quiet as she focused on the still shell-shocked agent.. His adventures there will come later.He had his fingers in many different pies. Immediately after the Great War (as it was then called) he had made a rapid fortune as a scrap metal dealer. Luckily for him, he’d been just too young to be called up for service.He’d been in the USA during the mid-to-late 1920 and had made an absolute fortune during prohibition, but after making a killing by helping to run genuine Canadian booze into the San Francisco Bay area in an old tramp steamer, along with a. I wanted more though, and as our lips parted, I began to slide my waydown his body until my pretty lips were level with his tip. I felt himprop himself up so he could watch me as I snaked my tongue out, lickingmy way around his sensitive head, my hair splayed all around me, poolinginto his lap. He had a slightly acrid flavor, likely from being insideme the night before, but I managed to put it aside in order to focus ongiving him pleasure.I swallowed him down, sucking at him and reaching my.