10 DOWNING STREET, RESIDENCE OF THE BRITISH PRIME MINISTERLONDON, ENGLAND, UNITED KINGDOM OF GREAT BRITAIN.The JLA spaceship landed somewhere nearby. ...he angry mob, being contained by the regional police force, could see the arrival of the JLA. The British PM was expecting them to come (since Martian Manhunter sent him a telepathic message) and so stood outside his own residence. The JLA got off the ship and walked towards the British PM in their assertive dispenser-of-justice type of. I strained against the tie trying to get loose, trying to fight him off, but it was useless. I don't know how long this went on.Finally, he pulled out. Had he cum? I couldn't tell. My mouth and throat were both burning and numb. I had choked on so much spit and flesh that I had no idea what else I might have swallowed."Back over the couch, bitch,": he said, pulling me to my feet and throwing me down over the arm of the sofa. When I felt his hand spread my ass cheeks, I kicked back once with my. She didn't want to know his name. She didn't want him to speak. She only wanted him inside her. And as she reached him she put her hand around the back of his head and pulled him close, kissing him deeply and passionately. her other hand reaching down to his crotch and gently massaging. She felt his cock rise inside his trousers and him push his hips against her hand as she rubbed. She kissed him harder and ran her hand over the zipper. She pulled it down and slid her hand inside. . One night she was planing on going but her friend had something come up and couldn't go, well she wasn't gonna go by herself so she asked one of her sisters if they would like to go. Wasn't really her thing but said she would go so fran didn't have to go alone. Fran was 45, her sister 43. Fran is 5-6, about 165, her sister, 5-5, 160It was about 11:30pm when they both came thru the door, seems they had to much to drink and her sister couldn't drive herself home and Fran asked if she could sleep.