"I couldn't believe that I was sharing my deepest darkest secret fetish with the most religious person in the building, and a member of my staff. From...the look of astonishment on her face, I knew she couldn't believe what she was hearing either."Wouldn't that make you sick?" she asked, trying to wrap her brain around what I was saying."No, actually," I continued, "what most people don't know is that fresh urine is very sanitary, as long as the person does not have a disease." Why are you. ” She pulled the dildo almost all the way out before plunging it back in. In and out, she repeatedly slammed her tunnel to a point where she was really going for it. Even from my position outside the window, I could hear her pussy squelching as she banged the dildo home again and again. Finally, fully impaled, she came. Well, that’s an understatement. She lost control, her whole body shook and she screamed out before she muffled her joyous cries by burying her face in a pillow. Her thighs. The leader of the tactical team that had been assigned to back them up was more prepared, and had gotten the very short briefing out of the way before they boarded the choppers. Since they didn’t know if they were walking into a hostile environment, Whitaker was in overall command; although from the way the team leader had briefed them, he didn’t seem to know that.Taylor had met his type before. Guys whose roles in the service were primarily ops oriented like Rangers or Force Recon who saw. Her legs were bare, opting to leave her pantyhose behind also.I let out a long whistle of approval.“I’m glad you like it,” she breathed sexily. “You don’t think it’s too much.”“No, it’s definitely not too much,” I replied, trying to see if she was wearing panties under the thin silk.She did a quick spin and her hemline flew up and confirmed my suspicions. All she was wearing was the dress and her yellow strappy sandals. I felt that my pants were suddenly too tight. It was going to be a fun.