I know that you are stretched as wide as you can stand. I push your boundaries further still and insert my fingers past that tight ring of yours, inva...ing your tight and confined arsehole. I stretch and fill you beyond your limits. I marvel at the way in which I can feel my cock rubbing against the thin membrane that separates it from my fingers….I cannot hold out much longer, your cries are not helping either. My cum is boiling and bubbling in my balls, surging it’s way upwards to my cock end.. It was a fast flight to New York. The President normally gets priority routing, but with no planes flying, there were zero delays. It was spooky. We really needed to get air traffic flying again! With me on the trip were the Three Amigos, the guys from CIA, FBI, and the Secret Service, who spent the trip up briefing me on what they were finding. It had been two days now, and the results were impressive. The flight manifests for the four flights had been examined, and every single passenger and. As I walked out of the bathroom with a towel on, I could hear John and Mike's voices and Ann letting them know we'd be ready in a minute. As I rushed, thinking everyone was waiting on me, I saw that Ann only had on a thong and was straightening it. Had she answered the door and invited the guys in completely naked? After the past couple days, it didn't matter; it was just surprising. Ann and I got dressed quickly, with her getting a good share of attention and compliments. She wore a short but. It's all a blur after checking in. I assume somebody knew why I was here and didn't want me to do my job." I tried to look as innocent as a lamb. It was working."My God, your lucky to be alive." that old freak has been suspected in a number of disappearances, but we could never get anything on him. I hope he's scared shitless where ever he is, now that you got away." Rachel seemed convinced the old Mr. Pewbes was responsible for my situation."I didn't say it was him. I said it might have been.