I like the fact I can make you so hard, so quickly. I gently take you between the fingers of my right hand, barely touching you but totally in control... Just lightly up and down, first one side, then the other. Now let's try it with two hands, just the fingertips, then just the fingernails. Your cock feels hot to my touch, the head almost matches the colour of my favourite lipstick. Speaking of which... Mmm, you taste good. Just running my lips lightly up the frenulum and over the tip feels so. Panzer could so easily overpower someone who’s outwitted the ‘Dark Knight’ on several ocassions. Panzer stepped away, zipping himself up and humming a German marching tune. He removed a rubber and deposited it in a waste can. He left the room by the door opposite my entrance and I stood there, examining the splayed, lifeless body of Catwoman, her wet pussy open to the air, raised to be fucked again and for a second I considered taking advantage of what could have been a once-in-a-lifetime. " Thank You, Anna. Any important messages?" We have just received a message from the Russian Embassy. They will have a personal message for you from their president about 10:00 this evening." I've been expecting that. 10:00 sounds good. Contact the War Cabinet, everyone who was here earlier this afternoon, and have them here by 9:15. I would like to review the situation before the meeting with the Russian Ambassador." Will everyone be here for the dinner at 6:00?" asked the President."Yes.". Sally gasped, letting out a muffled scream, and grabbed Sam by the arm. "Who is..." Don't worry, baby. That's Pete. Guess he decided to come home to wait his turn." Sure 'nough did," snorted the dim-witted man. "Got tired of watchin' you two fuckin' like a couple of rabbits in heat." His approach brought shivers to Sally's tender flesh. Already she could smell the moonshine on his breath."Now it's my turn to fuck her jes' like we agreed, Sam. You won lint, but I ain't got no competition this.