She threw the attic door open and wandered inside. She noticed that all her furniture had been moved up here, as well as her other stuff. She chuckled... "wow, they actually did it" she muttered, smiling. It was like a one-room flat. There was a small kitchen area with a sink, fridge, microwave, washing machine and tumble dryer. There was also a door to the left-hand side, which led to an en-suite with a toilet, shower and sink. Her mum had even brought up all her consoles, which she promptly set. “No, they'll be here in a minute, so you'd better get into your positions!”The old man ushered all the men including Marcus to the peepholes. “There's plenty of tissues on the table. Make sure you use them. I'm sick of having to wash all the cum off this fucking place after you lot have been in!” He chuckled as he left the room. No sooner had Marcus put his eye to the hole when the door in the other room burst open and he saw Brooke, his beautiful busty step-daughter being dragged in by two. But first there were things I wanted to know from others. I had opened the door to send armed personnel to a foreign country to conduct a military- police type operation under contract.I fully expected Louis and President Bisset to figure out a way to do the raid themselves - or at least lower their pride a step and allow the pact countries to help carry out the raid. But I needed to have all the bases covered and my ass especially, just in case they want JBG to do the job for them.I started. Lifting her ass off of his thighs, she positioned herself over him. She guided his cock to the entrance of her wet slit and lowered, feeling his length slowly bury deep within her, inch by inch. They both were breathing deeply as they joined together. Laura was completely impaled on his cock, her crotch resting against his. Steven’s arms were wrapped around her lower back, holding her to him, her tits pressed into his chest. He was completely in heaven with the feeling of his manhood.