Y., and his meeting with Special Agent Wrox.Seth Lightfoot wandered over to the board that showed all the offices in the Post Office building. There i... was, just what he was looking for: “FBI Office – Cuba, NY.” It was on the third floor – of three. A few moments later he was standing in front of an office door that was half-marbled glass and half cheap wood. He knocked.“C’mon in,” Agent Wrox shouted from inside.“Agent Wrox,” said Seth. “Good morning. And you are... ?”“Carl Yothers,” said the. I also found out that he is a very rough guy, generally and sexually, his previous encounters would be left shaking on their legs after his ‘big dick’ had finished with them. I’d hear stories of how he liked to spank them, slap their faces and dominate them in general; my small 5″ cock got so hard so quickly when I heard, I knew something was happening to me. That night I dreamt of Jay dominating his latest bitch only this time, I was the bitch.I kept having similar dreams and would often think. A FEW DAY LATER I COME TO HER HOUSE SHE WAS STILL AT WORK SO I JUST HUNG OUT WITH HER MOM AND MUCH YOUNGER sister, I FELT SOMETHING WAS WEIRD BECAUSE SAMANTHA (HER MOM) KEPT TRYING TO GET CRISSY (HER YOUNGER sister) OUT THE HOUSE , FINALLY CRISSY SAID MOM IM GOIN TO MY FRIENDS HOUSE...MOM SAID OK AND WENT ON WITH HER BUSINESS, A FEW MINTUES GO BY AND SAMANTHA WALKS INTO THE LIVINGROOM WITH A BOTTLE OF WINE, N 2 GLASSES....AS SHE IS POURING OUT THE WINE SHE STARTED TO TELL ME HOW EMILY SAVED MY. Instead, he seemed fully focused on giving me a handjob. I stayed on my knees, but leaned down on my elbows instead of my hands, resting my forehead on the ground. This… This was all so… so lewd and, for the lack of a better word, naughty. It felt so good. So what if it was my father? Sure, that made it even more wrong – even dirtier. But was that necessarily a bad thing? Point was that I felt safe, and that I felt such satisfaction! Thrusting back and forth into his hand, I ejaculated. My load.