But the first true glimpse of our voyeurs caused me to gasp - I saw a female form lead the other two to a different vantage point. Definitely female. ...nd the other pair definitely female also. They were moving round the side, I realised, in order to get a better look at my cock! Never mind Kerry’s splendid ass and pussy – it seemed I was the main interest of these female voyeurs.My mind was in turmoil. My gasps of shock then realisation were misinterpreted by Kerry – she took them as a sign of. Different. Sweeter than normal. I shrugged and lapped again. It had to be my pussy. Who else could he have fucked? Mom? That almost made me laugh out loud. And I still tasted good, if different. I wiggled my hips, my tongue sliding up his cock and brushing the tip. I loved how his crown pulsed as he hardened, throbbing, swelling. Precum beading the tip. I licked it up and savored the flavor.I stared up at his chest, red scratches standing out against his paper flesh. I grinned, flexing my. "Our boys are hunks, aren't they, Daniel?"I looked down into her eyes as I moved in a steady rhythm."They are."We'd seen plenty of them on this voyage."Their cocks are wonderful."We'd seen plenty of their cocks, too. The twins knew how to use them, to judge by the frequent smiles of Debra, Jennifer and Beatrice."I love it when they're hard."She squirmed."They treat Debra right. Especially together."That's for sure, I was remembering."I loved what they did the other night, Daniel. With us, I. “Damn, it’s that serious? I had no idea,” he replied.Even after the delay I was walking through security at the White House at 0635. The secret service agent who had a fit yesterday was working the security station today.“No need to put your tools in the locker today, the director says you are good. By the way, I’m Greg Archer,” he said then he added.“Coffee and donuts are already on your meeting room table for you.”“Thank you Greg,” I replied.The GSA had been true to their word; everything.