The party was in full swing and couples were dancing to the Fifties music, with some people standing at the bar drinking and others sitting on couches...and talking in twos and threes.Brad was standing at the bar drinking a beer, but Ashley's heart jumped when she saw him talking to a blonde with a plunging neckline and a body that had curves on top of curves. He was a sexy, attractive man, the kind women couldn't resist, so it shouldn't have been a surprise that a female would have come over and. I’ve been sterile ever since, though I’ve used that to great benefit in the past. I could fuck any woman that I wanted and not have to worry about paternity suits or anything that might interfere with business. Now, however, I want to be a father, forget grandfather, I won’t live long enough for that. The only way to do that is raise another man’s child, and why not in a way that no one is aware of the fact? The kid doesn’t need to know that he or she is adopted, do they? So, I, Brian Killian,. My head is forced down and my breasts hang like two fleshy globes from my chest. In fact my head is forced down it looks like I am bowing in front of you. You put something in my mouth. I don't know what it is but you tie it behind my head. I'm unable to close my mouth! I'm now at your mercy. I can hardly talk and my mouth is wide open ready to become a third hole you could fuck. You approach me. And then I see it!! A massive fleshy rod sticking out from your groin, its purple head and its pee. He's an army officer, and while we were in the States, his job was to mostly just gather intelligence."Now it was my turn to laugh. "Are you sure you're supposed to be telling me that your father was a spy?" Why not? It's common knowledge."It might be common knowledge, but not to me. I guessed that I had a lot to learn about this spy business."Now you're a lawyer?" She looked way too young."Yes, I just started work for the office of the Deputy Prosecutor for North Caucasus. I think I was picked.