Alice gasped. All of a sudden it was difficult to breathe. The older agent was pile driving up inside her, his grip now on her hips, vice like. Her e...es rolled in pleasure as thousands of nerve endings were stimulated at once, the intense heat in her body driving her on. Her long, blonde hair bounced around her shoulders as she gave every ounce of energy she had. She began to pump down, jamming herself down on that wonderful thickness, meeting thrust for thrust as she let her mind go and lost. I had one goal at this point. I needed to empty my balls. At this point, it was my sole purpose in life. As I would plummet inside of her, she’d meet my every thrust. She was nearly incoherent with her babbling, “Daddy…take me, Daddy”, “soil me, Daddy!” “Fuuuuck ME!”I felt her pussy massaging and milking my cock. It was more than I could handle and began to jettison rope after rope of seed deep inside her womb. She must have felt it as her body went rigid and then began to quiver. As I slumped. While it hurt like hell something about it made me want to try it again. I was still looking for that enjoyment that many men get. My second top was smaller, but not near as good. Fucking hurt just as much. I was still looking for that experience and I was determined to give it the all.I found a clothing optional men’s campground. Tents, cabins, lodge house, bunk house, lots of options, so I headed out determined not to end up as a top. This weekend I would bottom only, like it or give up the. "Thank you" Madam President. Francis said."As you know you have been selected to head up a task force that is more important than the Manhattan Project, the discovery of fire or gunpowder. We need to have men, or at least one man or our continued existence here is in question." Nancy said."Yes Ma'am." Francis said."I am not a micromanager. Normal communications methods for the FBI are at your disposal as is every agent in the field. If you have any trouble, Assistant Director Janeski who is in.