Bobby Joe’s head sprang up from the table, his eyes wide again. ‘Shit! Now I remember! Vegas! You were the two asshole Feds that stuck your noses ...nto my business with Dawnie in Vegas! What the hell are you doin’ here? And why am I bein’ held fer no good reason?’ Tom grinned. ‘Oh… we have a very good reason for holding you! Do you have any idea what our names are?’ Bobby Joe frowned harder and shook his head. Tom continued. ‘Well… let us introduce ourselves. I’m Agent Thomas Seldon.’ Bobby. We had been a cuck couple for a while now. She had really gotten in touch with her inner whore. If things go well and she chose to permit, I would get to listen. Maybe even watch. My favorite though were the sloppy seconds. I love a well used pussy.This night she wore some matte black high waisted leggings, bright red knee high boots, and sheer white top over a red camisole. It had padding so she went without a bra. Plenty of jiggle in her fits, but still classy. I didn't get to see her. " Okay, Big Brother, little sister is willing to serve. After all, I did stay up to fix you a snack," she said. "What do you want to eat?" You." He paused a moment, letting his answer sink in. "I want to run my tongue up that lovely pussy of yours and give you a licking you'll never forget." Hmmmm, I don't know about that. I don't remember that dish being on the menu." She tried to appear calm, but he felt the shivers of delight course through her body."It's a gourmet item, he whispered. "Think. You know how they talk when they cum, and all this time, my cock is crammed up to the cockring into his ass. Of course I start to cum, and now I HAVE to thrust it in and out of his ass, and I pump my load somewhere as far up his cute ass as it will go, holding him by his slim hips and rearing back to look at his back and his butt. I don't remember how we left, but I do remember him kissing me, that cute smile, and then he said, Where's your friend? Huh? Oh, Marty? He wanted Marty next? Well,.