‘Big, isn’t it?’ Emma gulped and nodded, somehow dragging attention to the man’s face, her eyes coming up reluctantly from the awful threat of...that appendage just hanging there. ‘Yes,’ she murmured, awed. ‘Touch it, baby,’ he replied. Emma moaned when she felt the weight of that thing. She lifted it and curled her fingers around its root, the length lying along her forearm, the heavy sac full of testicles close to her fingertips. In her mind, Emma pictured those balls producing pints of jizm.. And suddenly I am in front of her with a honey bottle and I pushed her onto her bed and laid her and poured the honey on her boobs and on the pussy and on the stomach, I ate her boobs like nothing else they become to reddish she is shouting like anything the room became too heat and I entered into the pussyI started fucking with my tongue while I am doing this she is begging me to give my penis do you know what I did I dipped my penis in to the honey and I gave it to her do you know she ate it. After exchanging phone numbers we parted ways.The next day he called me and I invited him to my home that night. He came over and we didn't even make it out of the living room. We embraced with a deep passionate kiss and started to undress one another right there. I ended up naked on the carpeted floor with his face buried between my legs. I had never been eaten like that before. It was the best. He knew exactly when to lick, suck and nibble on my clit. I was going out of my mind, grinding my. "It's noble, and youget to dispense justice." The Agency really wasn't what I thought it would be anyway."On the way to her little office they passed a door. "Martin, get in hereright now!" Excuse me," she stepped into her Chiefs office."I just got off the phone with the Director of the fucking FBI, and hetold me he wants you at this Agent Grey's disposal until she releases youback to me. What the fuck is going on?" What's going on is, if Carson had done what he was asked to do when Icalled him.