What if he had his way with me then stuck my head in my car window and cuffed me to the steering wheel, leaving me for passing motorists to enjoy, how...ver they wished, and then came back at nightfall to release me with a slap on the wrist for the speeding. Or should that be a slap on the ass? If I were him I’d give me a major spanking. I really did show my breasts to a cop, and he really did feel me up and let me get out of a speeding ticket, but this week I did something much worse. It’s. A CIA contractor named Reynolds showed us around."When we got here they thought that outer wall would keep the bad guys out. I have no idea what color the sky is in their world, but it was a real shock for the staff to find out the wall was only good to keep them in, since every one else in the country except them could scale it. We are going to work on a collapsing defense. If we come under attack from the rear, we fire on them as they drop over the wall. Then we can no long hold the position. My fingers keep pounding into my channel. Thier sloshing note the level of my orgasm. My juices flow readily to evidence my body’s submission to his command.“Oh Sir, thank you!” I struggle to remain upright.As I slowly catch my breath and recover from a fantastic orgasm, he tells me to crawl over to him. I feel exposed and humiliated but oh so awake and alive. I feel my juices leaking down my thighs and my nipples are tight and tingling. My clitoris is turgid as I reach his feet.“Amy, you have. They kissed again, and Robert reached into Christopher’s pants and grabbed hold of his cock, pulling it out, and running his hand up and down the shaft. Christopher did the same, gasping when he felt the size of his stepfather’s cock. It was bigger than any he had taken. He couldn’t wait to feel it inside him.The kissing and handjobs had lasted for a few minutes when Robert suggested they move to the bed. The pair shed what was left of their clothes and settled into a sixty-nine on the.