He wasted no time in fucking her hard right out of the gate. Now I knew why her pussy was sore. Dad was big and aggressive. You'd think mom would be a...raid of him or something but she was always in a good mood when dad was home. Dad continued to fuck hard and control mom. I heard dad say, "Should I slow down?"Mom said, "No." No, what?" He said."No, please don't stop. Fuck me Howard. Fuck me hard. Make it hurt."Brad looked at me and said, "I couldn't believe what I was seeing and hearing. Dad. As luck would have it the men were the first to lose and gallantly stood up, walked over to the bed, and removed their socks. The cat calls from the women changed to playful boos as the men walked smugly back to their seats. A second hand and a second round of vodka found the women on the losing side. With a smile and a nod to each other they shot back the remainder of their vodka and stood up, swaying their hips as they slowly strutted to the middle of the room and turned to face their men.. “Tim, this is Lindsay. Isn’t that a sexy fucking name?” She oddly asked her husband.“Sure is. Pleased to meet you, Lindsay.” Tim nodded with a proud smile.With the introduction done, Rachael leaned even closer to me and pressed her full palm into my crotch. Tim looking over like an armed guard, I spread my legs and swallowed some rum. Her touch set my pussy on fire. Deep, circling, pushing, I could smell my juices. Tim gazed at the special treatment I was receiving, standing next to Rachael,. A meeting between the Secretary of Defense and and then-Director of the Office of Military Intelligence Milton Morgan, President Proctor and Attorney General Brice Benson was swiftly arranged.At that meeting it was agreed that, if the rumors and preliminary indications proved true, that this was a national security threat of the highest order. But hard data would be needed to prove the truth of the matter, and to determine if any counter-espionage activity would be appropriate. Agreement was.