Well, immediate sex anyway."Bridget, Mister Emerson sent me." That set off alarm bells. Jorge Emerson was the Assistant Economic Attache. He was also ...the CIA Station Chief and not the "Nervous Nelly" type who would send someone to find me on a whim. I waited for the rest of the message."You've been blown."Oh FUCK. Not that this hasn't happened to me before, but it's not something I brag about. And for Jorge to send a messenger instead of waiting for my routine check-in, bespoke more than casual. Steve was starting to get hard now, too.Brit was looking from behind. “Both have nice asses,” she said as she ran her hands over their butts and then spread their cheeks one at a time. Danny was sweating more than anyone else even though it was only moderately hot in the sauna.Sue continued, “And their balls seem to weigh the same,” as she cupped both sets of hairy testicles.“What about their cocks?” Brit asked. Sue said, “Well, I think the baby brother has the bigger cock,” as she played. A whirlwind courtship of sorts. After some years I left the military, and Judy graduated. The city got a little worn after a while, as did our daily sex life. We started to take longer weekend drives to visit other large cities to see what life was like there. We also started to rent porno, and we would either shop together, or one or the other would go in and make a choice to suit both. At first it was pretty standard stuff, then came some toy purchases, and as we explored each other and our. ’ ‘What’re you doing here?’ ‘One more shot at the big time.’ ‘What do you mean?’ ‘This is a farm club. Always a chance to make it with the Vikings out of here.’ ‘What are you?’ ‘Quarterback.’ ‘Why do you play?’ ‘I like it. It pays.’ ‘You could get killed.’ ‘Sure. Walking in the street.’ ‘Do you always talk like this?’ ‘No,’ I said. ‘Let’s not.’ ‘Fine,’ I said. ‘What is the ring?’ Mary Derry was very beautiful. I looked at her hair and eyes and her lovely, white skin. She wore what looked like a.