” She had expected some sort of sleazy punk, a two-bit type who would think it clever to engage in something like this, something between a prank an... outright blackmail. But there was nothing young or punkish about the man in the expensive suit who watched her walk into the darkened room with curious, dangerous eyes. He was in his forties, maybe older, with that tautness of body that made her think of the military—maybe an ex-officer, someone in the habit of taking care of himself. He had dark. .. Where all that wild pulsion was coming from? Did he... Did he want to protect Rita? And what about the boner popping out and pressing behind his briefs? --------------- "Examples, right. I'm sure your article regarding the arrest of my friend Lucy would make a very good example. Where your whole point was not only to say she was guilty as much as him but also, to condemn every Latin who lives here, every immigrant who lives here!" Your words are deeply offensive towards my reputation, Miss. Still, I never slowed, fucking you hard, enjoying the feel of your bottom wrapped around my shaft.Sweat dripped from my nose, splashing onto your body as I ripped into you, my orgasm taking control. Nearly out of control, my hands gripped your waist and pulled you to me as I thrust spasmodically into you. Such was the power of the moment that I was only vaguely aware of you turning around to take my cock in your mouth, catching the final few drops of semen as they oozed from my member."When. Cherall’s hand gently played with my half-hard cock and tight scrotum.Our quiet conversation was interrupted by a raven-haired woman who lay herself alongside Cherall. Her stencilled breast gave her name as Julia. She was about our age, compact, medium sized breasts with brown fat nipples, smooth pussy. Julia’s hand joined mine in caressing Cherall. She leaned over Cherall and sucked at a nipple. I sucked the other. My hand between Cherall’s thighs encountered Julia’s hand, her fingers.