Then he grabbed one of the ass plugs and stuck it into my wet pussy, moving it around. He took it out, once it was well coated with my pussy juice and...stuck it into my asshole. He worked it slowly in and out until the base of the plug was firmly against my very tight ass. He left it there and reached underneath me to rub my clit. He worked his hand back and forth quickly increasing his speed as my breathing quickened. Jerome could hear me approaching an orgasm from my breathing and just as I. "This is an outrage. Only an agent can handle those kinds of injections, never a civilian. Anyone injected with that drug would be unconscious for hours." "He's not a civilian, sir. He's our next agent, trust me." I smiled at Kenneth as he sat down beside me. "You've read the report, Agent Randall?" "Yes, we all did. A teenage boy and girl switching bodies. Frankly, it sounds like another hoax." Some of the other agents leaned in and nodded in agreement. "Imagine, a young man sitting right. We flew them out Friday afternoon, and he promised to load their remains back onto the Gulfstream on Sunday evening. We kept the Secret Service presence quiet and low key. I was reliably informed afterwards that the hangovers should be mostly over by the morning of the wedding, that the arrest reports had been buried, and that the videos were completely deniable. When I saw them the following Monday morning, they all looked back through bleary and bloodshot eyes. Marilyn and I were. She has the sexiest butt in jeans I have ever seen in my life and 34C boobs. She has a small portion of light brown freckles all over her face which makes her even cuter. She had a body and a face to die for, really the kind of girl every men wants to fuck the shit out of. Catherine was wearing a grey tank top and tight black leggings which exposed her small and ridiculously tight ass. Catherine was wearing a white tank top and blue jeans which displayed her perfect round ass.Kristen was.