As soon as I was hard, I entered her and began pumping her. But try as I might, I couldn't light that fire in her before my own orgasm hit. "I'm sorry...," I panted."For what?" she asked."I wanted you to cum first," I explained. I started to finger-fuck her and bent down to kiss her cunt.She stopped me, and gave me a hug. "Don't worry about it. I don't think an orgasm was in the cards for me this time." Was it anything I did? Or didn't do?"She held her breath, as if collecting her thoughts. Then. I locked the doors, set the alarm for occupied, and went to bed.I got to sleep the whole night through and got up with that damned crow practicing opera on my front porch. I went to the kitchen, set the coffee pot, and went to the shower. I got dressed, packed my bag, and set it on the couch. I went to the alarm and turned it off before Mark came to get me. I sat at the table and drank my coffee, and thought about the property I was going to look at. I just hoped that it looked the same in. She was left in a lace lingerie set with a garter belt holding her stockings up.Sharon gasped. “Jesus, Lord, Beverly, you have a gorgeous body.”“Thank you, ma’am. I thank Him for all I now have, often.” She looked up, blessed herself and once again knelt at Sharon’s thighs and continued her foot and leg massage, her head lying on Sharon’s lap. Sharon reached out and started playing with her hair, then running her fingers across Beverly’s back and shoulders. I saw the poor Russian woman shiver.. ” Both of them opened up the hard case holding the thermal cameras and started setting them up.Mikhail Chugunov was hanging by his arms. He was almost unconscious after having been questioned for 17 hours about his activities with the Iranians. He had told them about the laser microphone and the camera and even who had provided it for him. Talitha, Denise, and Hank Richards, were watching the replay of his questioning.“Yes, it was given to me by the GRU and they paid a couple BEA people to put.