”“Hmm.”They lapsed into silence for a few minutes while the food showed up at their table.“What about you? How’d you get in the FBI?”“I ...met an agent when I was in college at a competition, and she started telling me about her experiences, and it sounded interesting. I wasn’t sure what I wanted to do after I got my degree, so I applied.”“Competition?”“Judo.”“Were you any good?”“I was ok. Got on the national team, that’s where I met Agent Davis. Her daughter was on the team too, although a hell. “Get on your hands and knees.” I order her.She tries not to smile as she obediently, eagerly, does as told. Looking at me to see what comes next.I move up behind her. She’s heartachingly beautiful. Just like her daughter.“You look like a naughty girl.” I tell her. My hand rubbing her cute freckles ass.“That’s what you want, isn’t it?” She looks so erotic looking back at me. Brushing her long, red hair aside. Loose now, usually she keeps it in one long braid. “You want a naughty wife, don’t you?. She had watched him for months, seeing him squirm in his chair, trying to hide his erections. But she knew; she always knew when he was aroused.“Hello, Madam,” he said quietly as he watched her ample bosom from her white blouse.“Hello, Rahul,” she replied, her voice husky and low. “So coming to my house at 5 in the evening?”“Yes Madam,” he answered, his eyes running over her body from head to toe.He saw an ant moving on her bare arm and he touched her to flick the ant awat. “Did it bite you,. Oh fuck I'm cumming! She pants and starts to shake.I continue pounding away and feel her cunt walls gripping me tightly one more time as, with a massive yell, she cums, almost forcing my cock out of her hole. Her hot stream surges past my cock, hits my pubes and balls and soak me as she continues to buck and heave, all the time calling out and panting hard. Finally she stops and sags against the tree as I hold her up. Now it's my turn, she's almost totally wasted as I start thrusting into her.