" Are you sure?" Yes. Babies come out through that hole. A hand is nothing. Do it. Push hard. Harder! Force it in... ughhh... more... ahhh, yes, keep ...n. It's going in." Wow, Heather, it's in all the way. This has got to hurt." It isn't comfortable. Make a fist... ah, yes, that's better." Wow, this is super neato." Make it super neato for me. Move in and out like a dick fucking, not much, just sorta jab the back of my pussy... yeah, that's it, little punches." Wow, this is weird, neato but. I wish the guys would learn to swallow instead of spitting or shoot their cum into a paper towel— instead of the floor.Once in the privet room Don and I sat down on the leather love seat and I lit up a Misty Menthol 120 cigarette. We started watching the porn video on the television as I waited for Don to get the ball rolling. I finished my cigarette and put it out and turn to Don and said, “Well!” Usually by this time he was having me suck his dick or at least had one or two of his fat. “I’m sorry Agent Reeds, but he has left the office and currently unable to be reached,” Agent Ryan informs. “Is there someone else that I may connect you with?”“Assistant Director Grines then,” he says trying to keep the urgency from his voice.“One moment,” the agent says.After almost fifteen seconds, the screen changes. Mike Grines’ face fills the screen. “Reeds, are you safe?” he asks almost just as instantaneously.“For the moment, yes,” Spencer says. Then pushing his aside his personal. His friend grabbed the other leg with one hand and hesitantly touched my glistening thigh with the other. As he slipped a finger inside me I groaned and wiggled. The feel and sight of them both fingering me was incredible and I arched and came with a shuddering sigh. Master yanked on my leg and stepped back, I yelped at the sudden loss of their fingers as I slid off the bed landing on my knees in front of them. It was all happening so fast, and I gasped and panted, trying to catch my breath.