“I know you’re about to cum Slave. You are not allowed to cum until I tell you to do so,” she ordered vehemently. Her free hand brought her shar... nails down the length of his chest, red marks trailing behind on his tanned skin. Small reds dots appeared on his skin, but vanished as her tongue soaked the liquid up and forced her tongue into her slave’s mouth.“You’re such a good slave – you know that?” She asked as her body untangled itself from his. Her hips swayed gorgeously as she walked to the. Simmons was still too pissed to talk to me, but Miss Rivera, consulting her notes, began to lay out the schedule.“They are due anytime. The hotel is being secured by other FBI teams. There is a reception scheduled for five-thirty, in the hotel. Private room. About two hundred and fifty guests have been invited. We’re supposed to escort you there. After that, our orders are to keep an eye on you and relay any information or request for aid promptly,” Agent Rivera said.“Great! Did you bring your. “Ouch!”“Sorry. Should I stop?”“No. Don’t. Just go slow. You’re too big.”Suddenly, my crown breached her entrance and slipped in, gripped so damned tightly. The sight was out of this world; her small buttocks framing my thick cock penetrating her. I groaned at the sight, then shuddered when I looked at her petite, young body on the table. Jesus!Holding her hips, I fucked her gently, each stroke penetrating deeper and deeper - so good. My shaft glistened when it emerged, her pussy almost. " Sheryl went stiff and wiped her eye. "Before she was killed in an accident. She was one of my first lovers." I held her close until she quit shaking.I muttered, "Even the strong have to be weak sometimes." It was something I had read, long ago.She looked solemnly at me. "Remember that, kid, it's the first step in accepting yourself." I suddenly felt scared, and held on to her. We shared that embrace until someone mentioned we needed to get moving.Sheryl opened the trunk, saying I could have.