He sucked on my clit, moving it with his tongue. This man was driving me wild, this man that I was seemingly addicted too, knew exactly what to with m.... He slowly slid first one finger inside me, and then a second as he continued to suck on my clitoris. It was all happening too quickly. The sensations of him rubbing me, sucking and licking was too much. All too quickly could I feel an orgasm build from deep within me, starting up from my toes and slowly buzzing through my body, up my legs, my. I must admit that I fell in love with her for a while. Yet, anytime I remembered my home, I could not help thinking about Molly and her boobs stuffed in the too small bra. When my term ended, I came back home again. The first evening I was at home, I went to a pub with Tom to have some beers, talk about big boys stuff, and play pool. One moment, late night, a man playing at the next table said something.“What did you say?” asked Tom with a deep threatening voice.“I said your sister is even. He reasoned with me, cajoled me, and told me I was going to hell. I listened for a bit then told him that it had been nice hearing from him, and perhaps we could do this again in a year or five, and hung up.Two days later I received a polite call from the FBI asking if I would come down to their offices for a conference of mutual benefit. Thinking it was about the possible settlement over the CIA's spying on me, I told my attorney to meet me at the downtown office of the local FBI, and at what. I couldn’t believe that I was reacting to this situation with an erection. Then he reached around me to grab my penis. The hair on his huge arms tickling my tender sides. I moaned through the gag, unable to contain my arousal “mmmph”. The precum was oozing from the throbing head of my dick, as his huge hand roughly stroked me. My hips began to slowly buck in rythym. “No, not yet, boy”, as he stopped pleasuring me. “Me first, gonna see how that boy pussy feels wrapped around dad’s cock”. Fear.