Uske hoto ki lambi pappi lete lete maine apna adha lauda bahar nikala aur ek tagda shot marke pura ka pura lauda chut ki jadh tak gad diya aur phir ma...ne chut mein shot marna chalu kiya. Mai apni biwi ki chut mein danadan shot mar rana tha aur meri pith mein apne nakhun gad rahi thi. Uski chut uske kamras se gili hone ke karan har shot par kamre mein fatt fatt fach fach, fatt fatt fach fach, fatt fatt fach fach, fatt fatt fach fach ki awaj gunj rahi thi.Mai pichle 50 mins se lagatar uski chut. ”“That would be nice. Do you have any immediate questions or fears that just can’t wait until I get you home?”“Agent Francis, where do you keep your gun when you’re dressed like that?”“I’d show you, but then I’d have to kill you.” She giggled.FBI Special Agent Brenda Francis was a beautiful woman, by any measure. She was easily ten years older than me, considering her professional position in the Bureau, but looked about my age, according to my wives. I was 33 at that point. She was wearing a. Her eyes eventually fell back upon the protagonist of her fantasy, and he seemed to be rounding off what was surely an invigorating introduction to the year with words on working hard but to remember, “You’re here to have fun, too!” He put extra emphasis on the word fun, and looked at Melissa with and coy grin as he did so. Her heart skipped a beat. Had he seen? Did he know? What the fuck would she do if he did? She could be in big fucking trouble, what the fuck would her dad say when he finds. Plans set and room paid for a breakdown at work Friday meant my husband had to work Saturday. He rushed as best as he could but after getting home to shower, load up and Friday traffic we got to town so late we had to go directly to the show. The show was fine but I’m sure more enjoyed in a bit of a less of a rush. We went to our hotel to check in and bring our bags to the room. As things were I was fine, it was a workday for me and going there I slept well in on Saturday morning. But hubbies.