She whispered, finally. Dean placed his hand on his cock over his shorts and rubbed the head gently. This turned her on even more. She moved a chair b... the window and sat in it facing him with her tits and wet pussy. She gently stroked her clit up and down with wet fingers from her pussy juices. She motioned for him to come closer. He got up and walked right up to the glass door. He mouthed, where is your husband. She said he’s right here but he likes this. With that he pulled his shorts down. Thank you for that.’ Blackie’s nod was the only acknowledgment of the many strings he had pulled to get Belicoff released from the Russian hell-hole he’d been stuck in. ‘And he is showing all signs of co-operating.’ ‘He’d damn well better co-operate.’ Blackie snorted. ‘Or he’s going right back where he was. I’ll see to that personally.’ ‘He will.’ John glanced up when there was no response. ‘You don’t trust Belicoff.’ Blackie shrugged one shoulder. ‘Do you? You’ve had more to do with recruiting. More

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