He runs out of his office, yelling. “Anderson! Stevens!” Both agents bolt up out of their desks. “Assemble a team. We have less then fifteen min...tes before the president is assassinated.”“Director!” an analyst yells. “Sir, we have a problem.”“Go ahead,” Roger says walking out of his office.NSA just contacted us,” she continues. “They received a phone call about a threat on the president.”“Did they ask for our help?”“No, sir,” the analyst says.“Strandon just wants to rubs it in our faces,” he. "You like?" I didn't answer. I just stared, noticing her right nipple was pierced , "Or are they too small for you?"Before I could answer, she crawled up, practically feeding them to me. The man in me wanted to kiss and suckle them. The father in me was mortified at the thought of trying to turn-on my own flesh and blood.She pressed closer, brushing the dark pink nub against my lips. "They like being kissed, daddy!" she throatily whispered, as she brought my hand up to the other one, pressing. Soon he was fingering her pussy, he whispered in her ear that she could touch his cock. She looked down and saw his cock was out and it was 9" and thick. She started jerking his cock and he moved her thong aside and really started finger her hard.She leaned farther down in the chair and she said he then slipped a finger in her tight asshole. He started telling her what a hot slut she was and how he would luv to fuck her ass.. She said she told him that she would luv to ride that cock and. 'Erm, no', she replied. 'Well, I kind of let him touch them. He just began cupping them before I had chance to cover up and well... it kind of turned me on. I'm so sorry.''Did it stop there?' I asked.My wife hesitated... 'Well he started tweaking my nipples and with the excitement of people watching, I just couldn't help but let it happen. The thing is, in the heat of the moment, I hadn't realised that he had dropped his pants. Before I knew it, he had slipped his cock into my hand and... i.