She told me she wanted to leave her husband and move on, thats why she was on that site. Soon she got separated from her hubby and started living by h...rself and we started dating. She was young, no k**s, nice round curvy body. She told me she had little family in Canada, and had moved here after getting married to her husband. So, needless to say, I started fucking her almost every day. She used to tell me how her indian husband had a small dick and she was not really satisfied in the bed.. If they are allowing this scum to exist in their country they have a problem. We will gladly help them solve it. There will be no safe haven for terrorists. I have things to deal with now and must end this. We'll keep the nation informed as we are able, thank you."I turned the podium over to Anne call and she called a press conference for the following day and strongly urged all present to attend so we could "fascinate and astound them on matters with great import to humanity." She then pissed. She finds the hole that I have lubed and insets a finger. The taking has begun. Forget the drinks I can hardly stand. Fio finger fucks me with one hand while exploring my body with the other. Her fingers softly trace the contours of my muscles, she inspects my neck, shoulders, arms, the veins of my arms, my nipples, my stomach. Objectification. Just an object, a really fit guy. Rough, she is really rough, she probes my ass like she has lost something in her purse. She jams my jeans down with. Almost instinctively Sally pulled the cock from her mouth literally seconds before she watched in amazement as the head exploded with stream after stream of hot white sticky cum hitting her mouth and chin and running down onto her chest. “Yeah, tha’s it bitch!” Dazza groaned. “Fuck I needed that!”Sally grabbed some toilet paper and wiped herself up before standing and doing up her blouse. She turned to walk out of the toilet and Dazza shouted. “Tha’s you and me now Sally, we is an item.