’ Internally, John Stamper nodded. That sounded like the Tony Duzlick he remembered. Straight Gman through and through. FBI tattooed on the inside o... his body. No sense of humor lived for the job and lived by the rules, down to the smallest thing. He wouldn’t have gone outside the rulebook to find him, he was still glad he hadn’t though. Not that it would have mattered. John Stamper just didn’t show up on most Internet searches any more. He had no Facebook presence, well, he did, but it hadn’t. After makeup done i put on my lingerie and as i said before it suited me well but in my extra parts (extra parts i wish i had not been born with) so i had to tuck it and after a few tries it was ok, i put my tights, garter, suspender… but when i arrived to the corset i noticed i couldn’t put my dress over it so i had to make a few changes and i used a bra+panty, the dress was a bit slim fit so i left the corset for later. I wore bra+panty plus the tights+garters+suspenders and the dress for. Ab lund easly in out ho raha tha she was also bit relaxed ahhhhhhhhh ahhhhhhhhhh ahhhhhhhh ahhhhhha thoda aurrrrrr ahhhhhh bhai ahhhhhhhh thoda dhire. ahhhhhhhahhhhhhh ohhhh nooooo mujhe phir se toilet lag gaya i told tera sperm araha hai ahhhhh ssss fast fast fast fuck me fucke me ahhhhhhhhhh she came ab uske chut se pucu puch puch puch awak arahi thi maine kaha tere chut ki awaz sun ab to ladki se aurat bangai maine half hour tak choda ab mai hi jade wala tha i told mera pela sperm hai tere. .THEM I thought what does she have planned now, I did ask but was told that it was nothing to do with me as I had had my treat for the weekend, Susan to her credit came back to me and we sat naked on the sofa close together getting slowly drunk.Her hands started to massage my dick back to life much to the amusement of Amanda who suggested she should save herself for “the BIG event” to which Susan replied that she had plenty to go around and with that she slid down the sofa and took my dick in.