But for now...” she curled another finger beside the first and pumped them into Samantha’s cunt hard, “I’m going to be really fucking dirty wi...h you!” A third finger followed the other two deep into Samantha’s dripping wet cunt, and Sarah ground her palm over Samantha’s sticky mound and twisted her fingers inside her. Samantha was grunting now, riding on Sarah’s fingers, gasping for breath, clearly close to a climax. And so was I. I was pumping my cock hard now, frantically hard, up and down,. .. to the Office. Quickly!" Ah, Sir. Mr. President..."'There's one who'll have to go.' He turned to his new Secretary of Defense and whispered, "make a list, check it twice. He's naughty. He'll have to go. Get some one nice." He chuckled ... she giggled."Yes, your Excellency." She whipped out her ever present note pad and pulled a pencil from her hair bun ... her magnificent mane of auburn hair cascaded around her shoulders and tumbled to her butt.'Oh yes, I like this young peasant ... proper. ‘Choke bitch,’ pushing down on it until it was pushed as deep as he could. He tied the straps around her head again, pleased as he saw her. Her lips were tightly spread around the fake cock, her throat moving up and down, choking and gagging on it. Tears filled her eyes. The door slammed shut and she was alone, shaking in the chair, bound to it. At least her legs were not bound, keeping her knees tightly together. She trembled in fear. The Captain came back into the room. ‘I see the soldier let. I turned, andhit him. It was the ultimate case of not knowing my own strength. Iknocked him across the room, where he smashed into the wall hard enoughto kill almost anyone else. I ran over there, screaming his name. Icarried him out of there, and took him to the infirmary.Hank and I quickly found that with his healing powers, he would be okay.I looked at Hank, and said, "What the hell did the monitor say when youwere testing my strength. I'm not sure I want to know, given.