“Look I like to be direct. Did you bring any rubbers?” Fortunately Auntie Jo had given me a few Uncle Joe kept in his dresser drawer for that.very...purpose. She then carefully unzipped me and peeled down my underpants to free my semi erect cock. She then lifted her mini skirt to reveal shecwore no panties, her pussy lips prominent leaking juices. It only took a few minutes with her fingers to stiffen me to full hardness then she opened the rubber and fitted the latex sheath over my prick and. When Isaid that I definitely will, which I think I was a fool of saying. At this theystarted slapping me, really hard. I was in tears, both my cheeks soaked withtears. I begged them to stop but they carried on. My cheeks became dark red andit was paining like hell. Then one of them brought a scissor and startedcutting my night-suit. I started begging more desperately as struggling was outof question. But they had become real monsters that night. My precious newnight-suit was soon off my body,. Head wounds hurt and I did not wish to make it worse.Sam looked ... tired. Even after sleeping all night he looked much worse for wear and I knew he would be taking things a little easier for the next month, or so. That meant we all needed to come together to lessen his workload, streamline his briefing burdens and pull together as team until he tells us that he feels back to normal. We chatted about his current condition before talking about the events of the day.“Mr. President,” I asked,. This was the rough, rutting session of two people desperate to consummate their bodies together. It was loud, because nobody could hear; and it was frantic and frenetic; and it lasted a couple of hours! Not that either held out that long, but once they started, they each came and then went at the other. The sex was all sorts, vaginal, oral and finally anal, for both of them! Cavendish felt himself stretched by her fingers and groaned with pained delight until he found a kind of orgasm flowing.