”When Jazzy stepped through the doors, she was thrust into a room that was dimly lit by purple lights, with soft music playing in the background. It...gave a sexual ambiance to the room. People were walking around the room, some were sitting on the long couches and chairs talking to others, or just watching what was going on in the room. Everyone, no matter what they were doing, was there for a common goal; a hookup for the night.To the side of the room was a bar but there were also waiters in. What better way to find out what her hand was up to then move his effort there. Not only that but my nose will be up closer to detect her wonderful effervescents.“I know where your eyes want to go Tommy, but stay focused on the legs.” She continued. Her fingers were done now with just teasing her lips, and slipped further down to her vagina now. They were forcefully trying to push the panty material inside her. The strain on the material caused the panty crotch to fold up completely upon. I withdraw and as much saliva as possible in my mouth. Again I dive on my prey. Completely Wesley's cock disappears in my throat. It feels like a victory. He fucks my mouth with two hands on my head. I don't have to do anything. His lower body moves up and down at high speed. I yearn for breath and gag. Wesley stops and retreats. That gives me the chance to ask the question that suddenly comes to mind. "How much inches is that divine cock of yours anyway?" Wesley laughs. "Nearly 10 inches," he. " And two of them blew up on the Lower West Side." That's right, Colonel." So what happened to the third?" We don't know." The analyst shrugged. "You guys took out their manufacturing base, and the SEALs got the people pulling those bots' strings. Unless there were a secondary objective or some of the mercs got away, it would have reverted back to its last instructions. It's probably gone to ground." Until it takes out another target." That's the trick." One of the other analysts spoke up. "If.