.. I could see his face in the mirror as he was pumping my ass as hard as he could and I could not stop it. In fact I started enjoying the brutal rape...again and started pushing back as much as I could on each outstroke trying to keep that cock in my ass.The taller male reached over and picked up the bottle from earlier and placed it under my nose and I could smell the bitterness of what ever was inside the bottle and I realized that what ever it was inside, was making me relax a bit more and I. She took a seat near the head of the table. G.W. Roberts was her name.The President continued, "We have a message from the Patriot Sniper. He is introducing the second memo, from 'I/O Security', his computer geek. He says that we are under attack at JPL, Hoover Dam and the Goldman Sachs trading system. He gives us parameters to give to JPL to block their back door to sensitive data." Told you the Sniper had help," said one NSA geek to the other, sotto voce."And he offers help," the President. Then she saw the door start to slide open just a crack. Something came over her. She was naked from the waist down, and David was naked just feet away. As she watched, the door kept opening a little more and a little more.He was pressed up against it and looking at her through the opening. She was looking at him through the gap as well. She got more of an eye full than he did. He was stroking his dick. And what a dick it was. It had to be eight inches long and very fat. The head was purple, and. However, if you have doubts about my expectations, I wish you safe travels. This is my fantasy. And yes, I am very serious about it. I want to have a special, mysterious sexual encounter. The key in your possession opens room 1715. Don’t bother knocking. Pretend you are an intruder. I will meet you as if to protest your invasion. Control me! Silence me. Keep me from screaming for help. I want you to tear off my blouse. Do not try and be gentle. You must be forceful. Rip my clothes from.