“Special Agent Fernandez,” Jennifer says smiling and believing she is right. “Nope, not him either,” I say. Now Jennifer puts on that pouty face just like Dakota. In my head, I’m wondering if Dakota held a pouty face class. Now it’s Diane’s turn. She sits and ponders for a few minutes. “Is it that guy who showed up to speak to you yesterday, but you and my fiancée had not returned from Dallas. I can’t remember his name, but it was Italian sounding. Um, Anthony something,” she says. I laugh she’s right, but she’s got the name all asian messed up. “Close enough. It’s Tony Stewart,” I say. “The NASCAR driver?” John asks. “Yes, that one. He was meeting with someone in our building on another floor and decided to come up to our office to try and desi meet with me. Why I don’t know. But since he’s very well known, his face and name open a lot of doors and people will take a meeting with him even though there is no appointment. He apologized to Sharon yesterday, but truth be told, I think I know Sharon enough that she would have banged him right in front of her desk,” I said to everyone in the truck causing everyone to laugh out loud and laugh hard. “Too bad Tony’s married,” John says to me. “What do you think he wants to talk to you about?” John asks me. “You know, I’ve been thinking about that since we landed yesterday,” I say to John. CHAPTER 2 Suddenly an LA city police car has its lights on behind us and is pulling John over. “John, just massage sit still. Roll down your window and keep both hands on the steering wheel. Answer his questions, but erotic say yes sir and no sir,” I tell John quickly and quietly. The officer walks up behind John’s vehicle. I see through the visor mirror that the officer unsnaps his gun and has his right hand on the weapon. The officer comes to the driver’s window. “Good morning officer, what seems to be the problem?” John asks in body a clear submissive tone. He must be dreaming. Oh my God , she thought. How had this distance crept between him and the body cute geek girl he’d fallen for, and how hadn’t he been able to do a thing about it? “Oh my god! Their faces were emotionless but they were both rubbing their thongs and large bulges. I fell to my knees, grabbing the twins cocks. I entered the house through the back entrance and made my way to the living room to check on dad and got a surprise. “Good God, you mean something carved him open and erotic stole his innards?” the sheriff asked while gagging. She’s asian in the hospital with several broken ribs, a broken collarbone, one leg broken in several places, and serious lacerations on her face, arms and hands. I would need your help to hold her down while I do it. “What did you massage decide?” I asked. Totally spent, we fell asleep in each other’s arms. “You honestly think you can take the four of us?’ Asks one of them. Trying his best to avoid the myriad of eyes, he kept his head down as he quickly paced his way back to his side of the court. Was that what cumming meant? On the thrust into her, she begins to wiggle her ass at me, causing me some new sensations. desi “Get up on the bed, lie on your stomach,” Kim demanded. I just told them, her mom doesn’t let her date. I can’t hear a lot of it because he is on the other side of her and the music is loud. I began to take him down to his balls as I stroked myself. She was right about that. “That was like making love to me. Don’t get me wrong, it felt REALLY good, but it lacked the hurried fuck we usually engage in here.” I shuddered, feasting on her with delight. Allison looked directly into my eyes and said that she will lick my shit from my Mistress ass. God gave us these bodies for a reason." "Aside from the 'doing our nails and facials' part, that sounds pretty good."