Does my pussy taste better than my mother’s?” “Your pussy tastes so good. I’m loving your college pussy. Play with your clit, while I tongue ...uck you girl.” I rubbed and played with my clitoris. My stepfather tongue fucked me deeper with his tongue. By this point, I was bucking and squirming and grinding on his face. My juices were starting to flow and I was having an orgasm. “Michael, I’m coming. I’m fucking coming. You suck pussy like a champ. Oh fuck!” My stepfather was drinking my pussy. “Still, what in the world would Somali terrorists want with me? That’s the part that makes no sense,” I said.Hughes nodded with a wry smile, but answered, “The specific threat was that you were named along with two other law enforcement professionals as primary targets of the action cell. We cannot name the other two individuals, but we can say that they are very high profile national figures – much like you.”“Me?”Delahoye smiled. “Sergeant, I know you don’t believe this, but you are quite well. We're all adults here.She's gonna come in there eventually anyway..."Heather sighed and opened the door. Inside her room, to the far left,was a bed and a TV. But the REST of the room was a BDSM fetishist'sDREAM! Straps and machinery EVERYWHERE! Too many different kinds ofsexual apparatus to list! (and besides, I'll get to the fun in Heather'sroom later on in this series, and you won't regret the wait. ;p)Monica let out a hearty "Ho, ho!" and then whistled in appreciation.Heather sighed in. If I were to wave my wand at him now, he'd turn intoa wolf."Well hello, nymph!" Something was suddenly bulging from the front ofhis leather pants. "How ~you~ doin?" "Honey," I said to Daphne, "No magic from me here; it's all you."Daphne flashed a sinful grin, and whispered, "I know! I guessfuckability's a condition ~and~ a power."I nodded; helping her learn about her new 'powers' was going to be yummyfun. I snapped my finger at Rick. "And?"He shook his head. "Uh, sorry. But pigs and.