The sight made his cock twitch and it started to hurt because it was so hard. Seven grabbed a tube of anal lubrication and put it on his cock. “Don�...��t use too much sweetheart" Stacey said. “I don’t like the taste of it, I want to taste my ass when I suck your cock”Stacey hadn’t even completed her sentence yet when she felt her boyfriends hard cock slide all the way inside her asshole, ballsdeep. “Mmmmhaa" was all she could say as she felt her lovers cock pumping in and out of her asshole. “Holy. Here was my wife’s best friend, sitting astride me,topless, clearly feeling my hardon through my jeans and her flimsy leggings.She stood up and ordered me to get naked. Again l was torn, but surely, my jeans were on the floor,releasing my election to poke through my boxer shorts’Yeah, she told me is was big’ she said’Well, if l’ve got a big cock and you’ve got big tits, lets get them together’She sat on the couch and presented her tits to my cock, l stick my cock between them and started. He moves easily because of my wetness. I close my eyes as he reaches his end and then thrusts back into me in one fluid motion. “Fuck,” I breathe, his pace starting to quicken. I feel him hit my end each time he pushes into me. The pressure against it is rapid but it sets off tingles through my body. I try to suppress my moans. He picks up is pace, taking me faster and faster with each thrust. He’s stretching me, his huge cock pressing into me is only growing as his erection becomes firmer. . “Do you know where he lives?”I nodded.“Then, why are we here?”“I need to make sure he’s in town.”“Why don’t you call him?” Callie asked, a reasonable question.“I don’t want him on alert. There!” I pointed at a mid-thirties man, well dressed, short brown hair well coifed, clean-shaven. Russell Kirk. Officially Press Officer for the Embassy. Unofficially, the Paris CIA liaison.Starting the car, we eased back into the traffic, heading away.Forty-some minutes later we were parked in a residential.