The NCIS guy pushed his way in with another guy behind him. The original guy said, "Okay, where's the money?" I'm sorry; I don't know what you mean. W...ere's what money?" You know the ten cases you emptied."I looked at the two guys and said, "Well, Guys, let me tell you a story. This deal smelled fishy from the beginning. That was a nice airplane ride up to DC, but the first problem was that truck was just sitting there with keys in it. I drove it to the Armory and even had the kid there help me. It was so big; it looked almost as obscene as my plunging boobs. I couldn't believe I had taken it all.In real life, Peter sat on the couch along side and watched the show along with me. He put his arm around my sparsely clad body and held me in a hug. I again wore my tiny bikini bra around my large melons, but that was all. My waist remained bare and my pussy lay exposed."This is the best part," Peter said as he squeezed me tight with his arm around my shoulders."No! No!" I suddenly heard. "Yes Mistress," Janet quickly answered. "I would like to introduce you to Tiffany," said Erica, "Tiffany has beenonce of my slave girls for quite some time. Haven't you, dear?" All that Tiffany could do was nod her answer. "You must realize that to be a slave girl your body will belong to me,"Erica said as they walked over to the suspended Tiffany. Erica began to caress Tiffany's naked body. First she began by touchingthe bound woman's shoulders, then moving to pinch her underarms,. I don't want to ruin it. So really the answer was simple."Fine". I say.He rolls off me and lounges back on the bed with a smirk. "Unzip me".I reluctantly move over and nervously, with shaking hands grab his waist and find the small zipper of his jeans.I then undo the button pull down his blue striped cotton boxers. His cock is semi-hard already and smells of salt and sweat. I find myself staring."We don't have all day." He says, getting impatient. Slowly I grab his meat and start to move it up.