" Please, I may look like an old married woman but just call me Jane. Ma'am makes me feel old." Yes, Ma, I mean, Jane. Anyway, the farm was where we w...ere raised. Dad and Mom never hid the fact that we were adopted in love. They told us that they didn't just have us. They chose for us to be their children. They were great people. I loved them and miss them a lot."Jane nodded. "There are a lot of people who we miss." The farm was Dad's joy. He had done well as a stock trader but, when he and Mom. She was on her own. Well, she had been here before. She could do it again.She slowed her steps as if she were looking at the paintings on the walls and hoping she would have enough time to figure out an alternate plan of action. She knew that TC would not let anything happen to her, and she had a good feeling about the rest of the team. Boy if her old friends could see her now. The old Johnny Rivers song, 'Secret Agent Man, ' kept running through her head and she had to concentrate to keep from. Note: I am not commenting anything about both of our sexual life here, This page will just reveal only the relationship between us.We were working for the same project and her role demanded her to travel a month before I was supposed to. I was here by September 2014.She was here for a short term and had to go back by Dec, which gave almost 3 months for me to be with her. We both had accommodation arranged by company in same apartment.Since it was not our first travel to US we both were. He starts rubbing my budding pair of newly sensitive breasts & fondling my pert nipples. I reach out foe the bulge in his pants & begin rubbing. He finally pulls away from me & my lips are to enticed not to be doing something with them so I surprise him by jumping down from my seat & dropping to my knees & pulling down his pants to free his fat phallus. Immediatley after I wrap my hands & lips around him, slowly stroking, sucking the head & tickling the opening of his urethra with my tongue. I.