" JC walked back into her bedroom as Hauer acknowledged her statement.JC stripped out of her dress and donned her black t-shirt and BDU's. She stuffed...her cell phone and the slip of paper with AJ's numbers into one of the many pockets that were synonymous with BDU pants.She grabbed her gear bag and rifle sock, a moment later they were out the door heading for D.C. at top speed.JC had the fore thought to ask the General what the mission was before she hung up with him. Now, just a few minutes. The stallion-assisted masturbation was nice, but Colette wantedsomething more, and whatever moral qualms she had felt before had vanished in a red sexual haze. Her tremblyquim had never felt so incredibly empty, and she could think of only one thing that might fill it.She stepped back and removed her panties, soaked from rain, sweat, and her own inner juices. The young girlstroked her way down the horse’s barrel from his neck, stooping near his hindquarters and kneeling down toexamine his. Lisa let out a squeal of pain as she tumbled backwards. Keeping a firm grip on her ponytail, Sharon began ripping at Lisa’s clothes. Soon Lisa was as naked as Sharon was. ‘Oh, my god!’ Jane gasped, slipping her hand into her pants to stroke her overheated pussy, as she watched Sharon and Lisa struggling on the floor, from behind her camera. She then looked around and saw that Linda, the intern was on her knees in front of Bill the Sports guy, as he sat at his desk, and had hauled out his. .please cover me...please take me." Just then, I feel your large fingers spread my pussy lips apart and slam your member into me. You continue to slam into me, using me for your pleasure, but I can’t help but be turned on more. I’m being covered by you roughly. I grunt and groan with each thrust and I no longer struggle against you to get away, instead I struggle to get you closer; I want to feel your skin on mine. I feel the pressure in my stomach again and it grows at an overwhelming speed..