‘It will be so nice just the three of us shearing Franz’ Brian advised. ‘Let us try shall we? All you need do is kneel yourself on the settee on... all fours and let us do the rest. You will like it you’ll see.’ With some reluctance but further coaxed by Brian and now Gary who was exploring her behind, she relented, pouting her bum neatly to show the guys hers charms. Brian stood there prompting her to take his cock into her mouth again as Gary scrummaged with his finding the warmth of her. The permutations of the thing were frightening because everything about it was off the wall.How do you stuff all that smoke back into a bottle?How do we protect Sam, prosecute those guilty of high crimes and treason, while protecting Sam’s posterior?How do we protect Sam from assassins sent by people who’ve taken some kind of zealots vow of revenge?Is it possible to protect Sam from a killer willing to trade his life to get to him?The Secret Service and Marshals Service were all over Sam. Their. It always seemed big enough for me, until just now. I had outgrown that twin bed, the little desk and the lamp. My spiderman sheets looked c***dish and the action figures I played with all day looked even farther removed from where I stood now. However, this room and all its contents had served me well. This is where I'd hide as my mother fucked her lovers and her johns. Sometimes I couldn't tell the difference and neither could she. She was addicted to sex. The only time I saw her happy was. She collapsed onto her back and her breathing steadied, and her hips slowed to a gentle thrusting. "Ohh....fuck yes....that was good." she purred."Good." said Jim, "Now you're gonna get fucked and stuffed with cock!"Shere had no time to recover from her orgasm as Jim moved between her legs. He had to have his cock in this hot bitch, had to have that cunt with its big clit all wet and glistening with cunt juice and spit. "We're gonna tag team her Hank," he growled,"as soon as I fill her cunt you.