"She pressed her body closer to his. "Point? Put your finger in as far as you can point it, Pete. Jerk me off, can you?" Jerk you off? I never heard i... called that, not for a woman." Finger-fuck me then. Do you like that better?"He darted his finger in and out of her hole rapidly while she moaned and leaned against his body. "You like that, Cindy?" he asked. His rod was growing harder by the moment."Love it. Anything that has to do with sex I love. Anything. If you can ever think of something. White looked at me and handed me the phone.All I said was, "This is the U.S. Deputy Marshal." The man went crazy yelling and cursing saying we had no authority to be looking through personal and confidential files in the Director's office. I cautiously asked his name and he instantly said Amos Davis and I better remember it because it would be on my termination notice. He said one of his men was on a plane and would arrive by two in the afternoon, so we were to close the Director's office until. I have no idea how long we were left there but we did manage to have a disjointed conversation and I discovered that Beaver was enjoying herself just as much as I was, not that I was surprised. We also shared our desire to be discovered and gang banged, but it didn’t happen.Finally, we heard voices and unfortunately realised that they belonged to Ben, Harry and Tom. The came and looked at us, took a load more photos, then asked us if we wanted to be released.“No,” I replied, “leave us here and. "Finally, he was done. His tongue hurt a little and so didhis elbows. "Did I do okay, Ms. Mandy?" You did wonderful, baby," Mandy said. "Good enough forseconds. We'll be late, but they can wait. I want more.Grab my ankles and climb up to my cock, hon."He reached out to Mandy's slim, slender ankles, sliding hisknees forward for balance and slowly, pulled himself up.Mandy was shaking with need. The darted, torn dress hadbeen pulled back and up again, and there was Mandy's cockagain. Only now it.