"Now, be a good slave and get over here." The spark rekindled behind her eyes as she felt blowjob threatened. "I will rip your fucking face off," she promised, backing up slowly until she hit the door she came in from. Hunter took out a pair of handcuffs from his pocket, opening them up playfully. "Here, kitty, kitty." Patty pulled Marshall Agners into her office at the UPP Pennsylvania HQ. She saw what had happened to Morgan at the drop point and knew she needed help. Patty couldn't shake her gut feeling about those soldiers and sure enough she was right. "The drop was compromised Sal, she needs help," Patty said, Hardcore closing the door behind them. She told him what she saw happen, how CG Barberi found Fucking the birth control device and broke it before Morgan could use it. "I have an idea though," Patty continued. Marshall Agners sat on Patty's desk, loosening his collar with a sigh. "You want me to authorize a DND order for you Patricia?" he asked, already knowing the answer. "I can do it Sal, I've got to. She's my girl, I sent her out there without telling her about them and now she needs some help," Patty said, her big brown eyes pleading. She was supposed to be retired from fieldwork, she was injured last year while trying to rescue a group of infertile slaves and still hasn’t fully recovered. Rubbing his temple, Marshall Agners sighed heavily. "Exactly, you mentored her so you know she can handle herself. If she knew beforehand she would have never transitioned organically. She was the only one that fit both of their profiles enough to infiltrate successfully." Patty went to a binder on her desk, opening it up. "She has over a dozen orders to complete," Patty started. "If she gets pregnant you know she can't complete most of those.” Marshall Agners groaned, wrapping his arms around Patty from behind. "Why are you doing this to me? Do you want me to die from a stress induced sex heart attack?" he asked, holding her to him. Patty leaned her head back against his chest. "Not before me," she said closing her eyes. AJ looked down at the baggie of small white pills in her hands. She had taken them from the forest floor Big Tits after Morgan was attacked and knew she needed to get them back to her. AJ didn't know what they were for but she could see the device Morgan's Master destroyed was important and knew these pills came with it. AJ saw the small bag near the tree log in the interracial chaos. Before she was taken back to the house she picked it up, putting the small baggie in her cheek while no one was looking. His cock pressed to the hilt in me. Karen got Fucking all mad and accused me of theft. Then in one movement she eased her finger deep in his asshole and his whole body went rigid. Titus sniffed him, then nodded. I stand up and move behind her. It's the exquisite moment when your cock finally touches the lips of a brand new vagina, you pause there a moment, savor the touching, the light grazing of her lips, the sliding in slowly, the feeling of her clenching your cock, the pulsing, the tightness and your pause for her to adapt, or the big, warm and wet sensation a mother of kids usually has. I tidied up and threw the used tissues in the bin and put on some shorts not worrying about any briefs and went out to start breakfast. Sally watched him walk away and was proud of herself at her restraint, but she could not control her weeping pussy. She arched her back to push her pussy into my face. I know now that I can move on with my life. I want to see him swallow all of it. Yea, Jim and I shared it pretty intensely during our fantasy sessions but I had a growing Big Tits sense it would be more healthy if the actual experiences were more mutual. The woman felt a pair of hands on her ass and the stranger's legs on her inner thighs as he pulled her asshole apart with his thumbs and slowly eased himself into her back door. “Where did you …” Another interrupted, “The video isn’t very good, shadowy, grainy.” He was a young man, probably in his late thirties or early forties. She was blowjob already gripping the bottom of her cami with her hands. It’ll look a little nicer when the boy gets here. He repeated this action but instead of eating my cum himself he stepped back and fed it to the stranger. The next morning I woke up and to my surprise Shelly was still sleeping soundly with a biggest shit eating grin you ever did see, I got up took a shower sex and went down to breakfast, Mom Bridget and I were sitting drinking coffee, Shelly wobbled in I all most spit coffee across the room, when she said holy shit, I feel like someone hit me in the ass with a baseball bat, Mom said close, and me and Bridget lost it. My eyes fluttered behind the sleeping mask. I love you.” “Hey, Phil?” Besides there are not as many guys in the month end group as were in the starting group so with less mouth’s to feed it shouldn’t take as many each time. Betsy loved making cream pies with me and the thought of her pussy filled with someone else’s cream turned her on and made me curious. Her tail fluttered back and forth faster and faster as she pleasured herself. He was a tall boy and had a decent build as well. Her ass squeezed and relaxed beneath my grip as she rode me. I gripped her, my cunt drinking in the heat of her pussy sliding up and down my futa-cock. I did some discrete asking around and found a place where I could get a phony passport. They all flashed me guilty smiles. Soon I was kneeling in between her legs. Not yet. I couldn't let you do it behind Dad's back, or my back. She heard him draw breath. “Sweet,” I said, smiling back. The women began to move like well lubricated machines. It was incredible! 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