He did a lot of walking and had found that it does not matter what you wear. He wore his standard outfit. He wore no underwear; he found them constric...ing. Especially when his cock was hard.He found her car parked far from the store entrance. It was easy to find. As he approached, she got out of the car. Anita was wearing a black business suit with white low socks and walking shoes. She took off the coat and threw it into the car. A white blouse was under the suit coat, with a plain white bra.. "Why don't you," I said, gently gripping his wrist and taking his hand off my cock, "stop stroking yourself and go stand in front of her. Let her lick your cock and balls until she gets fired up. Then," I advised, a hand on his shoulder and leaning into him before he dashed away, "when she takes off, grab her head and fuck her mouth, hard." "Really? No shit?" "As soon as she gets in the zone." "How will I know?" I grinned broadly. "Oh, you'll know, there's no mistaking it!" He grinned back and. Seeing a beautiful sixteen year old girls bare bottom left him with only one option, she was obviously doing what girls in Sweden are famed for, masturbating in public, so he got up and made his way forward to be with her.Pia meanwhile had retrieved her bullet and inserted it inside her vagina, on full mode vibrations, a sequence that changed both the intensity and the timing, building and dropping, giving you a roller coaster ride of up and down, making you cum quickly.Pia listened to her porn. Unknown to the girls, nobody was watching them at this moment. The rooms, that were behind those one-way mirrors, were empty. Sure, there was a camera in all of them, and they were recording everything, but that was it for now. The interrogators were in a meeting at the moment, going over the things Agent 1 wanted to do with those girls after their polygraph test. He really wanted to test their resolve in overcoming physical pressure. He was planning to include some soldiers in this, to make.