I somehow managed to unzip trousers and get my by now very stiff cock out despite still wearing the handcuffs.I walked over to her and slid my stiff c...ck into her soaking wet pussy.As i began to fuck her i managed to place my hands on her waist to give me something to hold onto and built up a steady rhythm.'Oh god.Thats it.Fuck me.Fuck me deep'.As i thrust in deeper and fucked her ever harder she told me to pull out.As i pulled out she said'Now stick it in my arse'.I rubbed my cock that was. ”“You? SHIT. YOU shoulda been there! I’ve never felt so scared in my life. I’m gonna KILL that bastard!”“Slow down, Son. Don’t go off half-cocked. I’ve already called Joshua and he’s headed to our hideout in Colorado and he’s taking all of his research with him. Brad, or whoever he is, is already on the FBI’s ‘Most Wanted’ list.”“But, you don’t understand! THEY don’t understand how dangerous he is!”I heard Pops chuckle, “Ohhh, yes we do. DON’T FORGET, TJ was my handler. He’s already issued. We traded a couple of punches and I got in a lucky shot and he went down. I called 911 and waited with the lady until the police and ambulance got here." What were your injuries?" another one asked."I had a cut stitched up and a bruise to my iris that caused me some pain and nausea when exposed to light," I said."How are you now?" a reporter shouted out."The stitches come out tomorrow and the eye is healed," I replied."How is the young lady?" a woman reporter asked.I looked to Angie and she. Sometime after one in the morning, after being up there for nearly four hours, Jeff and Kent finally came back looking happily tired, placid, and took every measure possible to make as little noise as possible.They stunk of sex, their hair was a mess, the shine from the oil they had applied earlier was dull from the mixture of sweat, and from their odor, their own cum. Without comment they headed right to the bathroom, and even if I hadn't inserted commands for them to ignore it, I seriously.