Actually she had come back from outside and there was no water in their flat and the other bathroom was engaged. She needed to bathe and go out somewh...ere urgently.So she chose the bathroom in the room I was studying. She came in and entered the bathroom and I closed the main door and locked it. Her Father was sitting outside, and he didn’t mind it as he was engrossed in watching cricket. Now, my mind was not in studies.My opportunity had come and I was excited to hear the trickle of water. I. He nodded thoughtfully. “Yes, we love to see it, Miss James” he repeated, stroking the smooth inside of his partner’s thigh, just where her stocking-top ended. The back of his hand brushed lightly against the curly hairs between her legs, a sensation which set Miss James’s nerve ends tingling.While he continued to stroke and explore the sensitive area between her legs, John took his penis in his other hand and pleasured it gently for a few moments, savouring the erotic charge which masturbating. He too used a hand drill to bore a tiny hole near the floor. He set up a screen and then directed a thin filament camera into the hole. The camera had a fish-eye lens and the squad was able to see the weird, distorted image of the room in the other apartment on the little screen.The screen was monitored for another two hours until the ODA were sure there were only four tangos in the apartment. The Captain's job was made much easier by the fact that only one of the terrorists was female.Twenty. You want to. You really want his baby juice inside of you." I licked my suddenly dry lips and he jerked again. He was looking at my face. He had the most beautiful blue eyes, like blue topaz. Look at those baby making hips," continued my man's tormenter. "Made for giving you the son you want. The son you need." Neither of us were listening to our whispering tempters. I was staring into his eyes and he was staring into mine. I had never said word one to this man, but I was falling in love. I.