..Present – Stacy, Samantha and Inga – Out of the clinicI’m thankful to be out of the nut house because if I had stayed much longer I would have...gone crazy myself. I’m upset that the terrorists are after Ben and Samantha and that Bill doesn’t think we needed to do anything about it.But now that I’m out that’s going to change. I have a private meeting with Bill and the first thing I bring up is, “Bill, it’s not acceptable that the terrorists attacked Samantha and Ben and we aren’t doing anything. James: You stood there smiling and biting your lip! Any resolve I may have had was gone. Her body was, and still is gorgeous. Her red hair flows down over her shoulders, framing her breasts. I love them so much, her aureolas are quite big, they’re so fucking cute. Amber: Thanks sweetie. James: I was immediately drawn to her hips, and the little bush of red hair that hid her pussy from me. Amber: This all sounds so romantic, but really he’s standing there with an erection, trying to catch his. She was wet but there was still quite a bit of resistance, I noticed a wince as I pushed harder into her. She smelled like expensive perfume, and had perfect skin, but the clothes she had on just didn't seem to match her nor did the old truck she was laying on, but those observations really didn't matter to me. I kept pushing in and out of her and I could feel her loosen and get wetter, my balls slapping the moisture. She rocked on the tailgate as I plowed in and out of her pussy her breasts. One by one they draped a black hood over each of hiscompanion's heads until they reached him. He looked down into the darkeyes of the woman looking up at him. He felt his blood freeze lookinginto her cold eyes."Hello motherfucker," she said to him. He stared at her burning eyes andfelt his bladder loose. "Getting a commission wasn't that hard when youknow the right people, but I had to pull more than a few strings to behere just so I could do this. General McAllister and I go back a longways.