But Miss theres no one here I cant see anyone you know what your mam said about talking too yourself. What was that then Spunky. She said its the thir...d sign of madness. O really what is the other two then dare I ask ? Well Miss the very first one is hairs on the back of your hands. O yes go on then whats the second one then. Looking for em ha ha ha. I knew it your not shy at all your being rude already just as well no one reads this.Have you anything sensible too say at all Spunky hows the wife. " There's a long running feud between us. The Infiltrators view us as inferior whilst we see them as arrogant and conceited." But you were once an Infiltrator?" I'm in the unique position of having a foot in both camps. The Infiltrators are a strange bunch. I find dealing with them an unsettling experience." But they know you're now a Companion?" You're joking. If they had even the slightest suspicion then they'd be extremely unhappy with me. Besides, I am still part Infiltrator. There are some. At around six o'clock Chris walked through the door with a big smile on. His mother greeted him with a hug, a kiss on each cheek and wished him a happy birthday. She noted how big her son got, and when his twin brother walked in a few minutes after, he received a similar treatment.Audrey told her boys to go wash up and said she would back shortly. Her head was spinning as she picked up some burgers and cake, still not completely sure about the birthday present and what her boys would think of. For 30 minutes she rode me, giving and taking the pleasures we so deeply desired. Our pubic mounds crashed together with each savage thrust, my balls aching to release to her my juices once again. As I nearedthe time of inevitable release, I called to her, told her I was ready ... readyto explode into her again. As I came ever closer to my climax, ready toejaculate explosively into the wetness, she pounded me even harder, feelingthe blood veins bulge within her, feeling my cock grow.