Sharon comes over to John and me telling us that it’s time to head downstairs to meet up with Fred. I go to my safe in my office and get my gun out ...f it. John has his gun on his hip and the two Secret Service agents both have their firearms on their hips as well. The four of us ride the elevator down to the second floor,When we step off the elevator, we head to the crossover and walk into the parking garage. Fred is easily accessible. John and I open the back door and get in. One of the Secret. Both had shoulder length, white-blonde hair, fine, sculptured features, high cheekbones and unearthly green eyes with an elfin tilt at the corners.They had four beautiful tanned arms, four well-proportioned strong legs, two firm butts and two normal, albeit virginal sets of genitalia between their hard thighs. They'd been alive long enough to learn how to stay healthy while sharing a common stomach and liver and dealing with Diana's weaker heart. Dana's heart was the strong one and seemed to. I want to hear something that puts me at ease with the situation of my white lover finding an eight inch black cock in my nightstand drawer. He doesn’t say anything. Ben Sheppard grabs my two wrists in his large left hand, turns me, and I find myself bent over his knee. He hikes up my skirt. What the hell, I think. I feel his palm come down hard on my right ass cheek. Ouch! The sound of the smack bounces around the room. I try to right myself, but he grabs a bunch of my hair at the scalp and. You love it. you want my futa-cum spurting into you.”“So badly!” the makeup girl gasped. I didn't even know her name, but she was fucking me so hard.She slammed her snatch down my shaft. She engulfed every inch of my girl-dick with her hot pussy. I groaned, my eyes widening as I savored that hot silk hugging my dick in her hot passion. I let out a naughty whimper. The pleasure surging through me. It was such a delight. My eyes squeezed shut, bracing myself against the pleasure.Then she squealed.