’ Shaking his hand. ‘It is a pleasure to finally meet you.’ ‘The pleasure is mine, Heather.’ ‘Why don’t we all have a seat and get start...d.’ Looking at my two lovers and giving them a quick wink. ‘Abby is the one who designed the logo for your company.’ ‘Very impressive, young lady.’ ‘Thank you Mr. Franks.’ Abby says, crossing her legs so her skirt slides up higher on her thigh. ‘Mr. Franks, I would like Abby to show you some of the other designs we have done.’ Abby stands, making sure he gets. His shoulders were broad, and his stomach was flat, but he didn’t come across as muscular. He was usually dressed in slacks and a button up shirt at work, you know with a pocket protector with pens and pencils sticking out of it. Must be standard issue for the IT department. However today he was wearing jeans and a polo shirt with the company logo on it of course. He always dressed comfortable when he flew. He looked around at the terminal to see if Miss Marshal was there and was shocked. It looks as though it is long enough to skewer her, wide enough to split her in half. Though she knew she can take it, she had a moment of real fear as she watches me shove my cock into her slowly. We both watch in amazement as inch after inch disappears into her. She can't help but squeeze me every few seconds, the action pulling me in deeper. " Fuck me doggy style," She doesn't ask so much as demand! Her wish is my command. Turning her over, dirty thoughts fill my mind as her perfect ass is. Get away from me. I will kill her. I am warning you." Tuska screamed. The girl was so frightened that she had shit herself. I had no doubt that he would do as he said."Where are you Carl?" Between Tuska and the large window." I am going to turn visible, and he will probably try to shoot me. Get him then."Not waiting I turned around to give him a target, he couldn't resist by turning visible. I was pushed forward by the slug. As I fell, I turned and saw Tuska's arm and gun, fly from his body..