I took off my clothes. My cock whipped out fully erect and throbbing. He smiled and made me kneel down. “Worship me bitch,” he said aggressively. ...h my god, I’m about to worship this amazing muscular god. I caressed his biceps as he was flexing them. The veins were showing. His biceps were humongous and rock-hard. He brought me to my feet and pressed my face against his pecs. Holy shit, his pecs were so hard and defined. I felt the veins as I was licking my way toward his nipples. I knew that I. The next two men waiting were very different from the first. They appeared to be kitchen help rather than patrons of the restaurant. Both were pulling their cocks from their pants as they approached her and neither seemed hesitant about using her. The first approached the front of her and grabbed her red, swollen breasts roughly, squeezing, pinching and pulling at them. "They sure look sore, he did a good job on them...does that hurt bitch?" She was too busy trying to hold back a scream of. "I don't understand what my honourable friend is saying and would ask that he provides the source of his information. The intelligence agency had no warning of the attacks and were as surprised as all of us! However... However..." The Prime Minister had to raise his voice to be heard, "If my right honourable friend would share his facts with the sergeant of the house! ... The intelligence service will investigate his claims." The Prime Minister sat down to cries of 'Double talk' and 'Cover-up!'. . mom, forgive me..."The look in her son's eyes, the sound of his pleading voice caused Lea to wonder what had brought her son to slip on her underwear. Then Lea noticed something she hadn't noticed when she first saw her son in sexual arousal from wearing her undies. Lea hadn't looked at her son's face when he apologized to her. My God, he has a penis like his father, she thought, and his erection sticks out more than six inches. He was as thick as she recalled Troy was, perhaps Jason was even.