Woh mere land ko Lollipop ki tarah chusne lagi, Mai uske sir ko pakad kar uske muh mai shot maarne Laga. Fir usne mere land ko dheere se bite kiya toh...mai pagal ho Gaya aaaaahhhh!!!!. Fir woh mere gote suck karne Laga aaahhh kya maza aa raha tha. Fir Mai usse kiss karne Laga. Aur uske chut mai do ungliya ghused di woh siskiya lene lagi “ aah aaaah aaaaaaaaahhh!!!!” mai zor zor se ungliya andar bahar karne Laga.Woh chilane lagi “aaaah chod do mujhe ab sehen nahi hota!!!! Meri chut ki pyaas Mita. “If I do not have a problem with him fucking you, you should not either,” Andy told Annette.The young teen reluctantly went into the motel room with the two boys. Andy quickly had Annette topless and was playing with her perky flawless breasts while Doyle sat back to watch. She did not resist when Andy unfastened her jeans. Reluctantly, she worked them off her sexy well-formed young ass. Annette pushed them down her smooth sexy legs. Slipping off her shoes, she was able to step out of her. It was tight and puckered up. I pressed my lubricated cock to her ass hole and pressed forward. It was difficult, so I pressed harder. As I pushed harder this time, Katie wriggled and I got the head of my cock into her ass hole. “That feels amazing; now press it in further, as far as it will go,” Katie instructed me. I pushed my cock in as hard and slowly as possible. I gradually pressed it in further and further, but it was tight, really tight. The lubricant was helping and finally she must. The men did not want to go home either, but understood the options were better there for rehab and could spend time with their families and assist in training as they felt like it.Linda called to tell me that the investigators were at Entebbe waiting for us to pick them up. Andy sent the Blackhawk.On the way back to the embassy, Andy and I stopped at the lumber yard. The owner supplied a name and number and even called to set up an appointment; the stone contractor would be there when we got.