..she screamed, laying down on the matress in her living room. I mounted her, and began fucking her hard, feeling her pelvic bone as I pounded her fro... the top. She pulled me closer to her, and I could feel her hips grinding into mine. HARDER...and I didn't think I could do her any harder than I already was, but I was wrong. She came again. "Fuck me from behind," she ORDERED. I could now see her probably even tighter ass, and smacked it hard as I pounded her from the back. The ripples in her. Each hostage had to give a statement and was checked by the paramedics. Jonas gave his statement first then walked to the police line to speak to a reporter before the Captain knew what he was doing. The reporter recognized Jonas from the news feed as the negotiator that went after the hostages so was eager to get an interview."Officer, what happened in there?" the news caster yelled over the sound of the helicopter."I'm not with the police department," Jonas yelled back over the noise. "I was. I'd been touching my own breasts since they were as small as Felicia's, amazed at how they grew, how tender the could be. But I wasn't touching them now, I wanted them covered. Yet it didn't matter, they tingled and wanted my touch. I ignored it as best I could."You did a great job." Richard wasn't talking to me, but to Felicia.His fingers traced a line down over her ribs, over her belly button and down further to her private female area. It was hair less and looked like a new born babe's."She. Using my study, the two men called the President and warned him what they wanted to do. He gave them his approval.An hour later, an Erickson Aircrane flew overhead hauling a decrepit helicopter that I didn’t recognize. The junk helicopter hung far below the Aircrane. All the families within two miles had been cleared out. When the Aircrane released the chopper, George shot it with the assassin’s anti-materiel rifle causing a small explosion inside the target helicopter, which then crashed onto.