You handed me a bunch of tissues and said "Cum in this, OK?" while you sucked my ball sack. I said yes, and let you deepthroat that meatstick until I ...as ready, and then I put a hand on the back of your head and shot the whole load of jizm inside. I remember your beautiful eyes went wide, looking up at me. They also said "You filthy cunt" as you gagged, and my second shot came flying out your nostrils onto the top of my cock. I weakened at the knees but didn't pull out, and you went home and. "Coming down!" A voice from above suddenly sang, heralding immediate descent of a heavy, black equipment case."Shit!" Yoshi exclaimed, barely managing to catch it before impact. "Watch where you're throwing that crap!" She added angrily upwards."Whoopsey!" Yuba smiled sweetly downward. "My bad!" Standing on the edge of the flatbed, her short unkempt blond hair fluttering in the breeze, Yuba Obo tightened the drawstring on the pants section of her mismatched casual scrubs. "Try pulling your head. She looks at the boy as she goes for his shorts. She slides the shorts off, revealing that he isn’t wearing anything else.“Oh, nice...” she breathes, giving his cock a squeeze. Then she smiles as she comes back up and starts to kiss his nipples again. When she returns to his face, they passionately kiss. Luke reaches back and struggles to unhook her bra. She giggles a little and sits up and leans back. His stiff member pressed against her, pushing against her entrance as she unhooks it. “No. C. section at NSA was one of those, 'never heard of it', outfits because 'officially' it didn't exist. Their unofficial acronym stood for, 'Keep an Eye On The Competition' and that's exactly what they did. While the rest of the agency spent their day sifting though worldwide traffic, this section sifted through CIA, FBI and Homeland Security traffic. Recently some very interesting FBI traffic had hit their sensors and now Homeland Security was going nuts in the same region, Chicago, IL. By 9:00.