John knelt up, as Jenna scooted her ass to the edge, laying back against the couch. She looked up at John's eyes as he focused on her pussy, holding t...e base of his dick, guiding it to her pussy. Jenna felt the head of his dick brush against the entrance of her pussy, causing her to lightly moan. John looked up at her and lightly smiled, "ok honey here we go." Jenna nodded, "I'm ready daddy, go ahead." She felt the head of his dick begin to penetrate her, as she spread her legs further and put. She stroked my cheek lightlywith her fingers. "Enjoying?' she asked. I couldn't help but smile. "Well of course." Isaid, figuring she was already getting bored. Was I wrong…instead she smiled and slidforward, covering my mouth completely with her soaking wet pussy. "Lick." She simply said, and who was I to argue? I slowly began exploring her wet hole with my tongue,drinking in her sweet taste. I ran my tongue the full length of her slit, andwhen I reached the top, felt her clit swollen out and. .. Why do you want to know? Is this... is this turning you on?" she asked."I don't know, I just... I want to know. Did you like the huge ones?" I prefer the ones that are a little bigger than you, you know like 6 and definitely 7 inches. But when it gets bigger than that and if they are thick, they are hard to deep throat, but they are fun to fuck." Oh fuck," I moaned."You're liking this aren't you? Do you like humiliation?" I don't know," I admitted. It was true. Humiliation wasn't something. I don't expect a refusal, given the nature of the request and the sealed documents submitted by the FBI. But, you never know," John said."Thank you. I am depending on you to guide me, so just let me know what I need to do next," I told him."Why did you want to know about being there for the hearing?" John asked me."I'll be in Colorado," I told him. Before he could ask anything else, I turned to Catherine and asked, "Who owns the train?" WHAT?" Catherine exclaimed, surprised at my question.I.