I had been undercover for best part of a year; I had enough evidence to effectively destroy the local mob. It was time to put it all together so I cou...d play my coup de grace, the expos? which would move my journalistic career upward and, I dearly hoped, get Sarah back.I toned down my activities and started writing my masterpiece. I had decided to go to the police, I still retained contacts there, then immediately file my story so that by the time it was in print the villains were in clink.. He seized her right arm, and pushed hertowards the door to the house.She entered the house again, this time by the kitchen door to thegarage. But to her surprise, there were people there, idly chattingand sitting about and browsing thought magazine on the coffee table.Perhaps they entered with him? He did not get a chance to sayanything, for he was immediately hailed, and corralled by guests whojust *had* to speak with him. And more people were entering. Shefound herself unescorted again. She. She couldn’t make out how she felt. Just yesterday night she had felt the worst ever. She had broken up with her two-timing fucker of a boyfriend. She had come here to clear her thoughts and to take the step towards going on with her life.As she had gone on to the beach, she ended up being fucked by two lovely strangers. And though she resisted them for some time, she didn’t understand why she had finally given in to their lust. Her body and mind had enjoyed being fucked and wanted them more. I do this several times and each time he keeps the pressure on the back of my head and is able to get more of his cock down my throat. We work together so I never gag. A couple of times I slide almost completely off and just keep the tip of his cock in my mouth. While I have been bobbing on his cock, BDJ has been saving his spit, and with perfect aim he lets his spit drip down onto his cock to provide more lubrication. Like I said, we both knew what needed to be done. Getting 6 inches down now.