..borrowed money from today!” SAC Kemp demanded. “It looks bad for you, Mark. I know your innocent, but the boys back in D.C. just doesn't underst...nd. They think you're a criminal and have my balls in a vice? What am I supposed to tell them?” I smiled. “All right, tell them I'm part of some organized crime and that Noel is deep undercover and you just need time to build your case.” Kemp frowned, glanced at Donavan, who nodded. “Yeah, I guess we could do that. OC cases can take years to build,” . The taste of his dick, was, as I can explain, just new, I couldn’t explain it. I was so tense, too scared to say anything. Justin had both of his hands at the back of my head thrusting his dick into my mouth, saying with his slow, sleezy voice, “Oh yeah”. Justin continued to thrust his dick into my mouth, down my throat and bring my head towards and from it at the same time, he slowed down and I rubbed my tongue across the side of his dick and around the tip, when I did that, he closed his eyes. Not long ago we moved out of the apartment we shared and started living with this "older" guy in his house. Mark indulges our every fantasy and we both love him. It was at a Halloween party that we met Mark and Wendy and I enjoyed his company tremendously. Mark is about forty years old and is very sexy. He isn't a Greek god but there is something about his physical presence that I am attracted to. Yes, I like guys! He is only about 5 foot 8 inches tall and he shaves his head. A cute goatee. "But Princess, think! Do we dare do this thing?" The speaker was shriveled with age, his voice reedy."I dare! We must have this man. His genius can turn the tide that sweeps us to defeat."They both ignored the third person in the room, a burly giant who would have been a commanding presence if his face had showed any trace of intelligence. Even when directly commanded "Gort do this" and "Gort do that" did he move, and then only slowly and clumsily."You are my Princess, but I still wonder if it.