Mistress lay face up in her tightest black spiked leather harness – huge tits spilling out both sides and a wicked metallic dildo pointing straight ...p, glistening with lubricant. Either side of her lay a naked teenager – shoulder-length black hair, dark eyes, fabulous dark nipples – and wow – a dark pubic triangle just visible between primly-closed thighs. Obviously identical twins, obviously very frightened, obviously delighted to be rescued. As soon as Bindi pulled the sleeping Mistress’. It was so real the delegates could feel the flesh melting from the bones as the heat from a thousand suns cooked their sons and their daughters. There was complete silence as the aircraft made its escape out over the Great Lake, Gitche Gumee. There was a shout when the aircraft exploded and thousands upon thousands of pieces rained on the waters. The delegated representatives of the countries of the world began calling out, "Why?"Junior raised her hand and whistled through her fingers. Shocked. She swallowed his seed and shestroked him a few times more, to get as much cum out of his cock as shecould. Finally there was no more, so she removed his cock from her mouthwith a loud *pop*. She started to lick around her mouth and chin to suckup the cum that he had shot onto her face. There was so much that sheused her free hand to scoop the cum from the parts of her face that hertongue couldn't reach."Mmmmm. I love the taste of cum," she smiled sexily.She lightly kissed the head of his. After some time the door opened again, and the clicking came closer and around the corner. I was a bit excited wondering who it was."Hello?" she said. Then I knew who it was. Kristina from the Archive team stood in front of me came around the corner looking beautiful as always. We had been flirting during a company party, but nothing ever happened. She smiled, asked what I was doing there. She was in her late thirties, wearing a knee-long grey knitted dress, black stockings and knee-high boots.