At this point, I really didn’t think Brenda was going to be telling my parents about anything.“Is this what you fantasized about?”“YESSSS! Be...ter!” Way, way better!I thought the earlier blow job had been incredible, but my first fuck was far better than any fantasy I had ever had. My hips were pumping wildly and Brenda was meeting every thrust, stroke for stroke, our bodies slapping together.Overwhelmed with the reality that I was actually fucking Brenda, my mind kept saying over and over,. I’m examining the colors you’re showing right now,” I said.“Why?” she complained.“Tomorrow I’ll go down the Ecstasy Palace and talk to some of the girls, to see if any of them have any of the colors you have right now.”“You’ll do no such thing!” she snapped.“Well, I didn’t make you walk around naked,” I said. “And now you’ve given me an erection and I’m going to have to masturbate before I can concentrate on psychology again.”She bloomed ‘interest in a man’ again, which pleased me. She liked to. She barely registered when he closed the trunk and got inside. She dimly heard him chuckle. "Lost your stamina baby?" he observed. "How are you going to handle it when you pull a train. We're not done though."Jori opened her eyes and looked over at him. He had unzipped his pants and taken his cock out again. He was gently stroking it even though it was no longer hard. He grinned at her. "I've cum in your cunt and in in your ass slut, now I need to cum in your mouth." But I did..." Jori started. Make sure that you have the proper warrants and seize everything. Have people who speak Arabic go over the computers in particular. I have a feeling that we can get a lot of information from them.Furthermore, I want you to make sure to publish the names of the people found with the arms dump. I want their names on TV and in the newspapers, especially if they have Arabic names. There has been enough coddling of those people!But, Master, I have been specifically ordered not to do that sort of.