..your slut." I smiled. Mya always knew what I wanted to hear. I tore her panties down around her knees as she moaned with reluctant approval. Bending... my knees down, I grasped my cock and aimed it towards her dripping cunt. "You want my dick inside you don't you?" I asked, my tip teasing her delicate folds as I wiggled it against her wanton opening. "Yes!" Beg for it whore," I ordered. "Please stick your cock in my cunt," she gasped. Mya was one of the only girls I knew that like to use the. .suddenly. .A car ahead of me applied sudden brake..due to which I applied extra force on the brake..and she was about to crash her head on the front..I reacted in seconds and hold her swiftly..she was safe..and even our car..she giggle in her way and we were just laughing..suddenly I realised I was still keeping my hands on her boobs..It felt so soft and even she was freeze for few seconds..I realised it..and swiftly took away my hands..and again concentrate on driving..We were quiet on the. During the cold war he had been in the KGB and they hadused many a honey trap here in Britain. The problem with honey traps wasthat they were as likely to fall in love with the victim and defect as tosucceed. He had learnt an important lesson then - success was much moreassured when the operative did not get emotionally involved in what theywere doing. Having men disguise themselves as women ensured that he hadno recurrence of that problem and with increasingly powerful disguisetechnology they. He slowly rubbed along his hard shaft through the rough material of his pants. His eyes never left her. ‘Darling, you know that I’m going to make you beg tonight. I’m going to crawl up under your dress and find that sweet, sweet spot and lose myself,’ he drawled out as he began to stalk towards her. But he was stopped in his tracks as she began to loosen the bodice of her dress and those beautiful round breasts spilled out. Immediately he was on her. His lips firmly wrapped around the hard.