I moaned as each and every inch filled me with pleasure. He filled me with cock, I could almost feel it in my stomach. He withdrew as I was used to th... feeling of him inside me, paused and then, finally, he started to fuck me. He grabbed my hair in one hand and started to fuck my ass. Long strokes in and out. Long strokes filling my ass, each time he withdrew I was afraid he wouldn’t pound his cock into me again, but each time he did. I was in ecstasy. I looked over to Anna and say that she was. Now that she was settled I hit a hard thrust. The desk rattled slightly but didn't move. I thrust harder. Once again the desk rattled but didn't move. I braced my feet and slammed into Dawn. She let out a pleasured grunt as the desk slide an inch on the floor. Only about 24 more inches to go, I told myself as I slammed into her again. The desk slid forward again while she let out another groan. Now that I had the rhythm I picked up the pace, continually slamming into her while slowly stepping. As they got closer, I discovered an anomaly -- and it confirmed my belief that I knew what was up. On top, the woman's beach drape covered nothing -- there was no swimsuit top beneath it. I glanced away while I decided whether I was a big chicken or not, then put down my book.In my experience, it isn't a party until the woman says it is -- and they're generally chicken. I could surrender my place or drive them off, or... what? What would work? I looked up at them; the woman was losing her pluck. So far, so good.­-Mike Grines sits in a rundown black van on the corner of the street that Senator Rustlin’s home is located on, the late night breeze feeling cool on his face. He looks at his watch in anticipation. Any minute now. And as soon as the thought forms, the senator is walking out of his front door. He doesn’t know how Roger pulled it off, but it happened. The envelope that was left untouched contained everything Grines needs to perform his own little investigation. Everything from.