We understand why you did it, and don't fault you for it. Bob Brown's real daughter was to be sold to some sheik in Arabia." What are we doing with a ...omestic rape and murder?" This young girl was my unwilling agent. She was an illegal protecting another agent's kids to earn a green card. Gloria Albertson, a free lance agent working with Interpol, infiltrated what we suspect to be one of the control centers for the slave operation. I think you met Gloria Albertson at Bob and Shawn Brown's. "Looks promising. MMMMM! You may just work out." she said. She reached in her big hand bag and pulled out a plastic cup. She then handed it to me. "Fill this up to the top and if you pass one more test the k**s are yours." said the welfare lady.I grabbed the cup from her right hand. She took off her coat and followed me to the restroom. I turned to see her. She had on a red leather dress that clung to her huge breast and bigger ass. Her breast were huge and I was surprise I did not notice them. "I hope he come's back soon." she Said. "Yeah, me too. So why did you decide to come sit out here?" I asked. She told me about how the girls a flirting with Sam again. "Figures." I replied. "Hey what that in your back pocket." pointing toward her jean shorts. "Oh just some thongs." she said pulling them out and stretching them, witch made me Blush. "Don't worry Jeff I won't put them on right here." Ok pause for a moment. I'm not really like Sam, I don't have any witty comments. "Please what?" he asks coyly."Please put it back. I feel so empty." Too bad." He pulls his fingers out of her cunt and cups both of his hands around the outside as if to make a funnel. When she gets tired of holding herself in the air her legs give way and she sits down on his cock again. His hands guide it to one spot, straight into her cunt. She screams out in pain as she feels it sliding all the way in. She is more than wet enough though the tight orifice has to stretch to accommodate his.