They’d all registered the same warning light.“I’m Special Agent Hawthorne. And this mission rolls in less than three hours, a full day early, so...we don’t have time to screw around here. You all read the briefing packets on the plane, I assume. I’ll cover what we’ve learned since they were sent.”She covered the changes and updates in detail. There were twice as many potential gunmen as had been there previously, and nearly four times as many hostages.And four times as much area to cover, forcing. If you think choking on a piece of food hurts, or is scary, try swallowing a 91/2 inch long, 3 inch thick cock as a young teen, against your will. My father pushed deeper and deeper until his balls were sitting on my face. He fucked my throat with a few inches, watching me begin to fade. I heaved really hard arching my back and trying to cry past my dad's cock. He kept fucking my mouth until he started to orgasm. He shoved his cock balls deep down my throat and came again. I could feel the wads. In any kind of emergency I’d want him in charge. I guess other people think the same thing – given his job. And I know that some people find him intimidating given his size and his tattoos and his military background and his habit of riding around on a Harley-Davidson with a bunch of other equally scary men. I guess it’s another aspect of my weirdness that I find big men comforting rather than scary.Speaking of big men, I looked down at the big hand I was holding. Dad had been content to let me. Before reading this story I wanna inform you all that this is quite a long story but it has some erotic moments so if you have patience you can read it.Her name is Shilpa. She is the only person who studied well and having a good job in my mom’s family. She was working as a production controller in reputed MNC in goa. She was not married. And I never saw her before. My family is from Mangalore Karnataka. My father is a carpenter. After my 12th exam results came. I told my mom that I will take.