He didn't see Jill."Where the fuck are you keeping my niece?" he roared."None of your business, asshole," replied George."Now George, there is no need...for that language," Gretel told him."Bah," replied George."Mr. Bostwick," John started, "We are fully aware of what you have been doing with your niece. Brenda here has also agreed to testify that you are an abusive person, and is prepared to show the numerous scars that you left on her body." She liked it," Barry drawled, "And that slut niece of. And why not! She had just brought it to me. But it was still incredible to be able to have this opportunity, and to watch her so alive before me.She was obviously worked up, so it didn’t take long to tie the score. Thankfully no pillow was necessary, and although she did clamp her legs around my head in the most heated part of it, I survived. She shuddered into a mess of pleasure.I slowed my movements as she came down from the high a little bit. We both breathed in time together, until I stood. As he let out a "fuuuuuuuuuck!" she began to bob up and down like crazy, moving her head faster than a 13 year old boys arm. Her furious face fucking was pushing him to the edge."Oh god, I'm gonna blow in your face!"She plopped his cock out of her mouth and started stroking it, slower than before. "Oh no you don't, not now anyway. I love the taste of your cock in my mouth. I want to have my lips wrapped around that huge thick love stick for a lot longer."His cock was throbbing with the pressure. " If I may ask, what is our next target?" The White House." You're kidding." Nope." Very well, sir" Armand answered with a rueful grin as he stood up."Is that all?" Yes sir." Very well, go get some sleep, we've got a few months worth of long days ahead of us." Armand turned and reached for the door. "Oh... Armand..." Edward's call made him pause and look over his shoulder at his commander. "Thanks." Edward smiled faintly. Armand grimaced and turned to face Edward again."Sir, I wish I hadn't had.