Ken instantly smelled the sweet smell coming from her hole. “Finger yourself.” He whispered in her ear. Blake instantly moved her hand to her crot...h and started rubbing her clit, knowing that she didn’t have a choice. After a few seconds of rubbing, she let her middle finger slip in and fill her tight snatch. She softly moaned once her whole finger found its way in, slipping in easily with the amount of juices that were flowing. She closed her eyes and imagined that Ken was a different man, one. The angel mocked every single weapon America had in its arsenal, it could ignore matter including bullets and missiles, and the energy it'd been exposed to - passing through flames, for example - seemed to have no effect on it either. Bush loved the power of being the president, but he hated that he was powerless in the face of the angel.Military scientists, when they weren't drooling with envy, wondered about the angel's vulnerability to things like high-energy lasers or nuclear explosions,. . a lady he had seen in church many times but hadn’t spoken to all that often. He just knew her as Barbara ... the attractive woman that usually came to church in the nice blue skirt and the snugly fitted, white blouse and blue high heeled shoes. Now she was totally naked and looking just as good if not better!He looked at the woman then at his semi-erection and boldly said, “Do it right here. I dare you to give me a hand job right where we stand. Hell, Barbara ... you know you tease our dicks. ‘Don’t worry. When he goes on one of these long trips, he always comes back satisfied for a while.’ ‘Do you ever wonder what goes on on those long trips that leaves him satisfied?’ he said softly, glancing around to make sure they were not overhead. Christie frowned and bit her lower lip for a second. ‘Yeah, I do.’ ‘That night, I heard him say-‘ He was about to say that Steve had declared that he didn’t like using professionals because they wanted it, but Christie placed a finger over his.