Yet here I am, your average Joe blow (albeit with a twist: I can do something that the government obviously wants control over), and I get this protec...tion unsolicited!" I nearly screamed the last."Give me a day to contact the government and find out what they think they are doing. Do you still have that 800 number?" Richard asked.I was back home, and I turned on my phone. It started ringing almost right away."Hello?" I answered it."Mr. Wilshire? I'm the producer of NBC's..." I hung up.I picked. I moved across close to her again and started the massage again, but try as I might I could not suppress my cock as it strained against my shorts. Her nipples were now right under my palms and felt huge, having big implants meant her areola had been stretched to 2 inches across, and were pink against her dark brown nipples, all I could think of was how much I just wanted to suckle on them. “Fuck it” she said suddenly, and reaching out pulled the tie on my shorts, and pulled them down over my. Her grip tightened around my cock as I gently tongue fucked her sweet dirt box. Her breathing increased as I stood up and positioned myself on the sofa between her legs and with my throbbing cock in my hand I lowered myself down, Abby sighed and braced herself as I rubbed my cock head around her wet back door.She gasped as I pushed the head in and it surprisingly slid in quite easily, her breathing was fast as I started to pump away at Abby’s arse, her cries in time with each thrust, I had one. Tasting his own semen in my mouth made that nigger cock raise again, pointing almost to the ceiling.He pulled me to him and held my ass, pulling my cheeks apart.Then, just in front of my loving husband, Benson pushed my head down to that tremendous erection, ordering me to open my mouth.The bastard pushed that massive thing between my red lips, making my aching jaws accept that thick girth. He shoved my head onto him, as the bastard pulled my hair. In the corner of my eye, I noticed that.