" She slid her hand under the leg of my shorts rubbing my cock, "Thats not all thats hard." as she smiled. I pulled off her shirt fondling each of her...sweet breasts and nibbling those hard nipples as she stroked my stiff cock. "Why don't you take off these shorts and get more comfortable." We both slid out of our shorts, now totally naked she pushed me back and began sucking on my throbbing cock, "I've been so horny lately and I'm glad you came over. I haven't had a good fuck for some time." . . too much like that show, 'Person of Interest, ' where all the security cameras are tied into a secret government computer that sees everything!" Sounds like David's set up, but his security cameras are people who have cell phones and cameras."Actually sounds kind of creepy." Fortunately David is one of the good guys and he's helped a lot of people and I believe exposed a lot of corruption in this town. Rumor has it, he was a major factor in blowing the whistle on the corruption in his old. The spit was a 12 foot long rod, made of hollow carbon graphite steel, with air holes for easy breathing, allowing a meat-girl to last for some time while cooking over the coals.Calling her husband in from the backyard, it was now time to spit Jessica she would need several hours to cook to be ready by 7:00PM for her Birthday Dinner. Jessica turned her back to her mother while she prepared the bindings that would hold her arms behind her back and secure her hands together. With that done her. The volume was astonishing. Already it was starting to run down on my sides and chin. My hand still slowly milked my huge cock, white foaming cum coating my hand and dick.“Damn that Shannon....” and the darkness came over me. I lay in bed naked, but I was Shannon, those beautiful pancaked breasts giggled with my movement. There was no dick, no cum, all that had gone, and I lay in bed thinking about the possibilities of it all. There was no way I could be Mr. Jackson. People knew him, and it was.