With the heel of my palm applying pressure to her opening, I fingered her button through the lace covering, over and over, while slapping her bruised ...buttocks; until she cried out in release, repeatedly shoving her mound into the ridge of the back of the couch in a humping motion. Now it was my turn. Standing behind her, I undid my trousers, letting then fall to the floor along with my underwear. My erect penis, now at its full eight inches and thicker than I can ever recall, stood out proud as. ”I headed towards my desk, “Who is going to protect him from you.”Everyone laughed again and turned to head back to their desks. I gestured to Dragon as she landed on her stand, “Time to go Dragon, we finally got a mission.”She leaped from her stand and grabbed my shoulder before moving onto it. I put a couple of files away and bent to grab my bag beside the desk. I used the lift and dropped down to dispersing. I walked in and smiled at the tall young marshal at the window, “You are back. Kirstie found herself eyeing two large hanging testicles. "Lick," he commanded. "Lick!" roared the other Africans. To her amazement, Kirstie's head bobbed forward, and she started licking. Her body was betraying her, she reasoned. She had to submit, she reasoned. She had no alternative, she reasoned. Her breasts were throbbing with heat. Her nipples were straining, and her thighs were wet with her own running juices. She groaned as she licked at the delicious tasty pungent hairy balls. Then I. The first thing that he noticed was the young blond haired girl behind the counter. Her hair was cut short and she had it styled in spikes. She was the first one wearing her hair that way that he found attractive. He wondered what the name of that hairstyle was. She looked nineteen or so; with a nice figure. He wondered for a moment if her breasts were real, as they looked too big for the rest of her slim body. When she smiled in his direction, it was like the whole room lit up. He smiled back.