Not that I mind the Oscar Mayer classic beef franks from the store; it’s a way for me to support local businesses back home, and my girls enjoy them...too!”“Yeah, I love the food trucks too. It’s a struggle to show restraint sometimes, to keep it at ‘habit’ rather than ‘addiction’. What about the big one, Miss Wisconsin? Do you take ice cream or cheddar cheese with your apple pie?”She raised her eyebrows and chuckled. “How did you find that one out? It’s the ultimate secret test of our state. The hemline of her skirt terminated at about mid thigh. She had a rather lovely habit of opening her legs and bending her knees to swing her legs as if she was swimming when wathing TV in this position. This gave me a perfect view of her white panty covered arse! I instantly felt my cock stiffen as I gazed at her soft but firm legs. She was a runner at school, always got first, second or third position in races. Her legs were perfectly toned for her age. I dont think she was doing this. She sat without waiting for my invitation. “I’m Jessica Ferraro, Mr. Henderson. I’m with the FBI.” She actually pulled out identification and showed it to me.“It’s nice to meet you Ms. Ferraro. Uh, why...” I started to say, quite perplexed, when the waiter appeared and asked if he could take her order.She smiled at him, a wonderful, dimpled smile. “Just coffee please.” When he left she looked at me. “Mr. Henderson your government would like to ask you for a favor.”Perplexed I replied, “A favor?. You are just using my mouth, fucking my face, just looking for a warm wet place to cum and I'm a willing little slut who wants to be used. I slide my hand around and take your balls in my grip and gently tug and roll them in my hand. I slide my other hand up and grip the base of your cock and squeeze and release and squeeze and release. I can feel your balls tighten and I suck harder and you push in and out of my mouth faster. I'm grunting and gasping to keep up with your pace and still.