"You, section eight boy." He pointed to a former Army sniper from Kansas. "Grab the M-60 and an RPG out of the weapons locker. You're gonna be the gun...er. Meet up with Jumbo and set up a machine gun nest. Got it?" The man nodded and rushed off to gather the weapons."I guess you're with me, princess." Tony motioned for the remaining man to follow him. They would stay in the relative safety of the operations center, monitoring the fight on the security system. If the attackers somehow made it. “It’s time my dear darling Abbi for you to be fucked with my cock,” as he slid his rock hard cock tip up and down my dripping crack. I held my breath as I felt my lips part and grip hold of his huge stick as he found my wet hole and began to enter me. His hands gripped onto my slim waist as he inched his way up into my tight tunnel. Oh sweet Lord in heaven, I had never been so stretched and full of cock until that moment. He grunted and groaned as inch by inch slid further into me until he. A white long line brassiere continued his foundation line up to hissturdy shoulder straps, the large silicone breast forms tucked securelyinto each bra cup. He also had on a tight laced white waist cincherthat tucked his waist in and with the bra and padded girdle he mostdefinitely now had quite a feminine shape.He also wore a white lace trimmed full slip in gleaming, slippery nylonand over that a crisp white taffeta petticoat that was laced tight athis cinched waist. The taffeta rustling. ...Simon had unintentionally let out a little whimper which this man hadtaken as a moan of pleasure so continued to probe harder against thedildos base. Simon was suddenly happy there was the base plate which hadinitially forced him to impale himself but which now stopped it beingpushed further. He was being pressed up against the railings of thewalkway while this man forced himself upon him, the only thing he coulddo was push back with his weight and mince quickly out the man's graspwhich.