Carter's job was mainly to REDUCE efficiency so the damn things wouldn't pour outelectricity without using any fuel at all. Worst case scenario would ...ave thembelching out so much energy they'd fry half the country and not just careless foolsthat wandered too close.Everyone there was former NSA or other spooks that knew to keep their mouths shutand there were only 17 of them, including Jack.The job wasn't as exciting as the elcto-gravity aircraft systems he helpeddevelop out in Utah but still. Tell me how much you like seeing another man playing with your wife's wet cunt." Oh, FUCK!", Harold stops jerking off to avoid blowing his load, then starts up slowly again. "I like it."...Al makes a motion to go on, "I like it when you shove your fingers into my wifes wet cunt." That's just fantastic.", said Al. "I'm going to pull my pants down now".Al pulled down his pants, revealing a massive hard-on. Gloria stared at it, mesmerized by it's size and girth. It must have been at least 10. I gagged and swallowed it down to the balls. I wanted him to cum down my throat and not in my mouth. I had to stop a minute and free myself of my clothes. I took off everything and even flipped my sandals to the side. I was completely naked and uninhibited. In no time, I was back on that hard cock and swallowing all 8 inches. Just as I hoped, it let loose and shot directly in the back of my throat. I came so hard on my finger when that pulsating cock blasted off. The next cock was a brown cock. The Saturday night before we left for Vegas we went to a party at Jennifer's new manager's house. At the party I met Robert Stanwick and his wife Megan. Robert was Jennifer's new manager and the host of the party. He was six feet tall and very athletic looking. He must have been about thirty-five years old and had dark brown hair. His wife Barbara was tall, maybe five feet eleven inches, with long dark brown hair, much like Jennifer's, and a great shape. Robert seemed like a nice guy. After.