I sprintedfor my room and fired up my computer.I'd long since memorized the high school, national andworld records for men's track and field. I could ...ell youthe history of who had been the world's fastest miler forthe last century. I was nearly as expert on all the otherevents, too, from the 100-meter dash to the javelin throw.Track was practically a religion for me - I'd been runningcompetitively since I was 11. Just like other kids pouredover NFL and NBA stats, I studied the IAAF. “God, I miss this,” I moaned as I felt her nimble tongue working its way up from my tightly contracted balls over my smoothly shaved perineal strip. “Oh yeah?” she asked, her finger lightly stroking over my sensitive asshole. “What exactly do you miss?” Before I could answer, Tara roughly pulled my cheeks apart and stabbed her tongue into my ass. “Do you miss this?” she asked, her voice assuming an intensely provocative tone. “Do you miss my tongue in your ass?” “Fuck yes!” I gasped, tossing. Meet my Secret Service, Special Agent in Charge, Steve Gross."Steve? Rick is in a tough spot. His bosses think they can make a plant out of him, using him like a listening device to bring them inside information. Do you understand how much I resent that? It is my plan to put a stop to this type of interagency warfare."Steve, I need for Rick to be free of outside interference, and able to fully engage in the task I've set before him. He can't do that as long as others are attempting to. She had Rick moaning openly now as she worked his cock, she slid her hands up & down the shaft has she alternated between soft licks of the head and hard sucks where she tried to inhale the tip of him. ‘I need you now Kat, I need you’ Rick cried out, trying to pull her to the bed. Katherine resisted him as she took his entire length down her mouth and throat. She wanted him so bad, she had an overwhelming desire to possess him, to feed on him. Her hands were holding his balls gently and she.