“Please turn around slowly.” Jake commanded. “No.” she said,Jo standing her ground staring at him. “Fine, I believe you know the way out, c...ose the door behind you as you leave,” said Jake. Staring back at her. “Why are you being an ass?” Jo asked, looking at him in frustration. “Miss Murphy, you and I both know why you are here,” replied Jake. “I am going to enjoy fucking you until you beg me to stop but I will be in control. You can follow my instructions or leave.” Jo stood there in total. So, little did I know, about what the female body was like when more properly aged, and man, did I want to see this one for myself. She was definitely doing it for me. I was getting super horny, considering she smelt good, and any middle schooler gets turned on even being around girls. At least, I always did... I hypnotically watch her earrings, little colored gems dangling in big silver loops, bouncing as she drives. Slight neck wrinkles, but still beautiful skin, so soft... Glowing even.... .. some special contacts with the British Secret Services. But this is top secret."The third man spoke up. He wore civilian dress and, like Rhykov, called himself only by a surname, Sokolev. He told them that, if captured alive, they were expected to commit suicide with a Cyanide pill each of them were to carry."This, of course, won't happen," added Rhykov, "because you are such fine pilots!" Of course!" said Sokolev.The fourth man said he was from the Air Force's Cartographical Service and. Huffing and puffing he withdrew his still tumescent prick. He lit his queer looped pipe and puffed white smoke contentedly in an overstuffed armchair while observing his pretty Xmas gift to himself. Her white and pink ass gently swayed and humped as she nervously waited Santa's next stern command. White semen leaked and dripped from her newly opened asshole.Santa rose, put his pipe away, and sauntered casually in front of her. Her head stayed humbly down. Settling ponderously on a nearby blue.