" Reaching out he was about to touch Quinn when she said, "Now wait a damn minute! I don't want to be covered with marks like Ephus is!" Quinn stated...."Worry not young one, a small symbol that only you and my kind can see. I had always thought that humans liked the touch of the gods." Here Thoth smiled again. "Especially the after effects!" Finally Quinn nodded her ascent and Thoth touched her forehead much like Bast had. "Remember young one. I must go brother to be, be well!" With that Thoth. Her biggest fear was that if a man existed, he could be in danger from foreign governments or left over criminals looking for the biggest score of their lives... and then there were the kooks. There were always kooks.Truth is, the FBI was much smaller now. The majority of the bureau had been male. Over 75% of the remaining women had been in staff positions, they were in clerical, archiving or fingerprinting type jobs. When it came to field agents, few had been women, and even fewer had been. Mark watched as the young man in front of him took possession of his wife. What the hell…….why the hell am I so turned on…… The orgasm he had experienced himself took its toll on him, being an older man, and he lay his head back and drifted into a sleep, the last thing he saw was John pulling out of Sam, and cum spilling out of her pussy. Both John and Sam lay down in the bed, with the abused wife curling up next to the man who had just mated with her: they fell asleep with Johns arm around. She didn’t seem bothered by my touch so I gently slid my right hand down to her edge of her pussy. One finger touched it and a thrill went through me like I had done something magnificent.I started exploring the feel of her mound. The outer lips were like the rest of her skin but softer below the surface. The inner lips had an entirely different feel. I didn’t have to open her because with her legs spread she was completely available to my eyes and fingers.Again she impatiently asked..