I was gently pushed forward and I felt a hot tongue once again caressing my puckered anus.I cried out no, no, please I want both of you in my tight li...tle cunt , please fuck my pussy, yes oh god yes I want both of you inside me! I felt the head of number ones cock probing and forcing it’s way into my slippery wet pussy. I bit down on number twos shoulder as the thick cock head found it’s way inside my hot wet cunt. Oh my god I screamed out , yes oh god yes oh my god my pussy feels so stretched. “Oh, you shouldn’t believe everything that’s written down,” Judas murmured, glancing at Merlin with a sly smile.“Morgan le Fay seems to want to hide her companion’s fame under a bushel,” Rasputin grated out. “Allow me to elaborate and introduce to you, Judas Iscariot.”“Tut, tut. Iscariot is a title, bowdlerised from Ish Kerioth, a man of Kerioth village. Technically my surname is Bar Simon or son of Simon,” Judas chuckled.“The Judas Iscariot?” Merlin asked, looking a little unsure of himself. The capabilities of the "Offspring" were noticed and the response was more work. There was also that problem now in the No1 airlock that McCock had, for the time, put firmly in the too hard memory bank. McCock made the contact and heard the female voice,"Avers' Brook Farm, Sir, my name is Lane, can I help you?" McCock was a bit taken aback by the almost service like response,"A Mr Hugh Avers wished to speak to me; McCock, GmBH" Hold please," a minute passed and a voice rumbled out the ear. ”“Bartlett,” she stated. “Remember I told you about his younger brother?”“Yeah...”“Well, who the fuck do you think is Terry’s campaign manager?”He knew she was pissed. Rarely did Michelle ever use the F word, but he couldn’t help but see the humor. He chuckled, “Oh no.”“It’s not funny, Adam. The guy’s a prick.”“Oh, come on, honey, I’m sure he’s not the same person he was in high school.”“I sure hope not. I was at their campaign headquarters for an interview today. I recognized Clay right off.