His cock was standing straight up like a flagpole begging for more attention as he lowered his mother's nylons around his awaiting shaft.He carefully ...rapped the silky stockings around his penis allowing them to softly caressand envelope it. He slowly stroked his nyloned covered cock reveling in the silky slipperiness of the sheer nylons. But what he loved most was to roll up a stocking like he'd seen his mother do as she was preparing to put one on - and slowly pull it over his awaiting. ..I said please..." My voice cracked and was weak compared to the authority in his."Please what then?" He demanded.I was quiet...but he twisted and rolled my nipple til I cried it out-"Please don't stop...!"I'm not sure if he waited a long time or if it just felt like forever before he actually responded. Hoody picked me up off him-I was almost heartbroken. Yet, when he stood up-he held me back up with him. I felt him slide back in and a wave of relief gave me goosebumps-I nearly smiled. Except. Our pimp! ... Wait till she feels that cock!... Moira had long ago learned she was a cock lover, getting her puss eaten could get her off, but to be fully happy she needed dick, needed it in a deep tribal way, her pussy, Oh Yeah, but her mouth, she wasn’t in love with cum, but a small price to pay for that feeling, her tongue her mouth, she was controlling his cum, their future, even her ass, she didn’t cum very often on anal but the idea she had their dicks in her asshole, her asshole. I need to be able to call on law enforcement back up. I also need to be able to leave once the action is over.”Mike was silent for a moment. He then said, “I guess FBI credentials should suffice. Ann, I want you to meet Special Agent John Carter, our newest volunteer agent. He answers to my office.”Ann looked shocked. This was not how someone became an FBI agent. She stared at John. Mike waited for a reply. When one didn’t come, he said, “Excuse me, Ann. Did you hear what I said?”“Oh! Yes,.