You feel me wiping off the cream that hasn’t yet been absorbed into your skin with a towel. My hands then move to your breasts. Massaging them. Care...ssing them. Squeezing then releasing them. My tongue flicks from one to the other, both nipples painfully hard and sensitive. Your thighs and crotch are burning now but you notice your pussy is feeling hot and damp as well. Hmmmmm, you think. This might not be so bad after all. I run my tongue down between your breasts and then push them together. I. The one-hour ride from the airport to her home went by quickly. Lisa’s car was in the driveway.As she opened the door, the clock on the wall struck two times. She dropped her bags on the floor and silently tip-toed up the stairs to Lisa’s room. The door was half-open. She heard muffled voices and soft moans from inside the room.Paula peeked into the room. Her eyes popped out, she almost screamed. Lisa was on her fours, her knees pressed into the bed and her elbows struggling to maintain. ’ Elise felt her stomach clench as Alex walked out the front door. His suit looked perfect, each pleat finely ironed, his crisp shirt looked effortlessly white. Even the lipstick stain on his collar had been flawlessly removed. ‘Be safe honey’ She smiled flicking the speck of lint from his shoulder as he headed towards the car. ‘Yeah thanks baby’ he muttered sliding in the front seat of his SUV. Her smile never faltered as he reversed off the drive and sped down the lane. ‘Elise’ Carrie called. Agent Conway held out a hand, inviting me to sit down as he took a seat.I took the seat he indicated. I was facing the door and both agents. I didn't see any way anyone could surprise me. I let Renée know where we were and that it looked like everything was going just as they had said it would."Mr. Setton, you do recall some months ago your participation in the capture and testimony of Victoria Lasarge?" Of course." I wasn't going to tell them that I had just spoken with her father about that.