“Aeeeeeee Maaaaaaaaaaa Oh, Yes, Oh, Yes, Baby, Oh, Yes, Her, Baby, Do it again Ratan” Usha gurgled, thrusting herself up against me once again, ta...ing me to the limit every time. Like a madman, I slammed my gigantic maleness in and out of her deep wetness so fast my hips became a blur. In and out, my giant cock slashed, slinging her spewing juices flying all over the sofa. As I fucked her, I could smell her musky, pungency as the room filled with the erotic odor of her sex. “Oh, God, Baby, Yes,. I’m near to cumming. Dammit.” But unsteadily she clambered to her feet, as Brad climbed alongside her, kissed her before pointing up to the next rock. They gathered up their things and Brad helped Linda to scramble to the next level.To do that he had to put his hands on her thighs and push at her buttocks, and, even in the dim light, he could see her thighs were damp with the juices he had been so recently tasting. “Oh, finger me, Brad. Please, finger me. I so want—” She stopped, as a sudden. He quickly pulled his shirt off and climbed onto the bed between her legs and began rubbing the head of his cock up and down on her pussy as she moaned before he grabbed his shaft and slowly began siding it into her. Kim's face clinched until suddenly her eyes and mouth opened wide as she screamed "Fuck!" "Yeah" he moaned with a smirk as he slowly slid every inch of his cock into her as she squealed loudly. "You got a tight pussy" he said as he slowly began sliding it in and out of her.He. Not only did he not have a desktop computer, like practically everyone else at the agency, but his telephone was still the old plain, black rotary-dial type. No modern innovations for this top British spy. M was such a relic that he had even been reluctant to admit female spies like Jane into The Service. The walls of M’s office were of dark, real wood paneling, that bespoke old-fashioned, old-world elegance. She thought that the office had probably changed little since her famous father had.