The data for The S.E.X. Report had all been collected. All that remained now for the findings to become a reality insofar as the American people were ...oncerned was for the information to be collated, and then sent to the publisher. In the meantime, it was time for the staff to celebrate the end of a long, hard task.Except that the last thing I felt like doing at the end of the project was celebrating. For the end of the research portion of The Report meant that my work was finished, and I was. He asked me how it felt. I just grunted and smiled as he slid his cock all the way in and rested his weight on me. Now I knew how a woman felt when I was sliding my cock into her from above. I was amazingly comfortable as he started to fuck me with a slow rhythm. I was so hot feeling his cock slide in and out of my ass as I looked up at his closed eyes. Renee squealed that from where she stood I looked like a slut being fucked in the ass. I was really enjoying this when Frank decided to really. The top of her stockings was bared but when he moved higher he gave a gasp for instead of panties his fingers had found hair. 'Fuck she is wearing no panties' he muttered. Alice gave a low moan, slightly opened her legs and his finger found the lips of her cunt and as he shoved that invader home she reached out and grasped his groin and felt the monster begin to stir. No coffee was drunk faster that theirs. "Shall ... shall we take a walk?" he stammered. She smiled pulled her skirt down and. I move on, running down my mental list, imagining each in turn, shackling them, paddling them, fingering them, licking them. Four young girls left. Chantelle, short and black, with plump lips that I just want to nibble on, and curves to rival Daytona. I could have a great time with her, I love the idea of a bit of race play, messing with the idea of slavery, checking her teeth, taunting her about breeding her, putting a collar on her and whipping her butt. I imagine forcing her down between my.