No emotional involvement. Just sex play. And maybe he just wanted to talk.As I moved out of the deep darkness into the moonlit pool area, I saw a figu...e on one of the chaise lounges. Sean. I walked over and stood next to him. He was direct and to the point. “Can I fuck you?” So much for him just wanting to talk. “No. You may have sucked me, with Ron watching, but I do not fuck anyone other than my husband.” “Well, how about if I just finish what Ron let me start?” With that, he slid his hand. With the last of his resistance, he tried to pull away, but when he felt the head of his cock touch her hot, wet entrance, he lost all control and thrust his hips and slammed his cock all the way into her tight young cunt. Her cunt muscles rippled up and down his cock, trying to pull him deeper. The sensation was amazing. He stroked his cock hard and deep into her body, slowly at first then faster and faster, spurred on by her moans and sexual chatter. “Oh, Daddy, that feels wonderful. I. Sis stands up and somehow figured out how to sit on my shoulders without sending us all tumbling over…and says, “That looks like a cock to me, what are you going to do to us with that cock Mr.?” Just then Becky gets in on the little game and stand in front of me and slides her arms though the sleeves on the top part of the uniform and flips is down exposing her beautiful breasts and hard nipples and says, “I think he wants to be dirty with us girls…”and she giggles in a girlish way and leans. Call me in an hour or so if you haven’t gotten an answer,” the senior agent told him.An hour and twenty minutes later, the duty agent called his boss.“Still no answer,” he told him.“Who’s on duty?” the senior agent asked.“Wilson and Smith. They are the ones who checked the bunker before the VEEP was allowed in there,” the duty agent told him.“Get a hold of them and have them check the basement and the door to the bunker,” the senior agent directed. Twenty minutes later he had an answer.“They.