Mai ankhe fad chut ko dekh rha tha,khan pura takat laga kar dabaya,khan itna presur se chapa tha ke jab supada chut me ghusa to lund sarsrata huwa kar...b 4″tak meri patni ki chut me sama gaya,udhar meri patni takia se sar utha kar ankh far kar jor se cheekh pari,” hai raaaam mar gaiiiii,,oh fat gya jee,,adha lund ghuste hi mai apna hath hata liya,is bar khan ek tagra thap mara pura ka pura lund nelu ki chut me sama gya,.””nahiiiiiieeeeee,,baaap,,re,,baap,,ooo maaaa,,””is bar to nelu aisa chillai. Part of your safety is that not many people know where you are. That’s changed. Jonny wants to boost your security. There’s a guy – ex special forces, ex Intelligence, Major – who helps out from time to time. Rescued a girl from prostitution, married her. She’s training as a psychologist. Wants to work in abuse counselling.”“Oh?”“Yes. We thought, if you were willing, they could have a busman’s holiday, staying with you, and Alex could advise you on security.”“I’ll talk to Sally. She’ll do. A blur of pubic hair accompanied the foul smell of his groin as she fought to breath; globules of cum irritated her nasal passages, stinging the back of her throat. She shook uncontrollably now, muscles strained into aching, her stomach especially painful as she retched against the thick cock ploughing into her mouth.The Officer regained his stroke, signaling to his men to open her long tanned legs wider and pull her free leg up into the air. Her bottom rose off the stool and he took a few. Still bad men tend to stay bad men. Maybe he had been protecting himself from this coming out when he sent the team after me. Or maybe he enjoyed playing god, I thought. I hated to admit it even to myself, but I didn't trust Simpson. They might be planning my newfound status to give credence to a half assed investigation. I wasn't signing anything involved with this investigation, I decided. We had closure of a sort for the public. They were demanding it.Simpson was going to take statements.