"Well, my computer is reporting all sorts of electronic messages are now flowing from HS to the FBI, to the CIA, to the NSA, and even to the DOD. Scot..., you will be interested in knowing that your apartment has been searched, completely. Your finances have been requested and viewed. Your parents have been interviewed."The AI has already broken the codes being used. A nationwide and worldwide search has been initiated. We are considered dangerous, and should be subdued from a distance if at all. Me, an otherwise demure housewife, had somehow caused that incredible black cock to become excited.Weeks went by and try as I might, I couldn't get the image of it out of my mind. I began to feel guilty, telling myself that a married woman shouldn't behave in such a way. I tried to manage my thoughts, and behave as the prim and proper housewife, and teacher, that I had been for so long. It wasn't working, and whenever I closed my eyes I saw his weight, his size, vivid in my memory. While it was. I have finished urinating and had a little orgasm of my own. It seems a perfect ending. I'm about to pull away and reach for the toilet paper when Leo's hand tightens, holds me by the hair and he grunts and starts to pee. I try to pull away, startled, but he holds me still, presses forward and pins me with the weight of his belly, salty warm piss filling my mouth.I look up at him, eyes wide and pleading, but he has a determined look and his hand is firm in my hair. My mouth is soon full and I. Her satisfaction, beyond a good climax, was that she stayed loyal and faithful to Johnny. Johnny hadn’t specifically forbidden her from fucking Les, but he cautioned against it. Her pussy now was company property. Yes, Johnny already told her she may have to do some entertaining, but if that was what she had to do to keep him, she’d do it for him and the company.Phase One of Les’ plan worked as keenly as he could imagine. Saturday noon, when Carolyn’s phone rang, she was nowhere near it.Johnny.