"Oh fuck me, make me cum on your big dick." She purred turning her pussy in circles as she rode him."Ride that hard meat s*s, oh god your pussy feels ...o good. So tight." He moaned pressing up with his hips and burying more of his cock into her waiting well. "Ride it s*s, ride it hard." He growled pawing at her breasts and pulling at her nipples.Rebecca threw her head back as she bounced harder on his hard cock. She could feel him slicing deep inside her and she knew she was going to cum. "Fuck,. That Agent drank, and killed himself driving drunk into a bridge abutment on Highway 90 near Silver City.Osvaldo was more-or-less accepted then, never really talking much to anyone, other than the 'clients' he filled out I-213 forms on and brought in for 'voluntary return' to Mexico. Occasionally, he was pressed into service at interrogations, to look mean. His planar features bore a scar from a fight at Theodore Roosevelt High, back in The Bronx.Every once in a while, Osvaldo would drive to. "Jack pulled out, allowing his cock to leave Lauren momentarily, long enough for them both to miss the feeling of their coupling. Jack forced his mouth onto hers, allowing their tongues to swirl in a fit of passion. While they tasted one another, his cock once again pushed into her, spreading her smooth lips as the head made its way inside of her. He pushed further, his rigid shaft sliding into her until there was nothing left to give. Once again he was fully inside her, his cock buried. "You don't have an elevator??" Mariah asks. "Oh MY GOD! What floor do you live on??" Fourth floor..." he replies."Are you serious? We have to climb all those stairs in these high heels? Hahahahahaha!!" she laughs. "Hey, no wonder Ilene doesn't wear these!! Hahaha!!"Philip restrains his sudden urge to answer back to that bitch, and looks at Ilene to see if she's hurt by that stupid remark. Her eyes are looking down, to the floor, but she's looking the same as always."Let's just go and get this.