Just last week things were getting out of hand, with the second call I went up to find a sexy still drunk blonde with her ass spread on a mattress. St...uds surrounding her filling every hole some just watching the show. I walked over to the club manager to ask if they could tone it down a little. Stroking his big black trouser snake as we talked, he smiled asked what as I looking at shaking his monster. He looked over the situation told the guys to slow down on her that she wasn't going anywhere,. I only smiled.The door opened slowly. I instinctively put the remote control aside. Gwenn stepped into the room and completely shut the door behind her. It was obvious that she had just stepped out from the shower. Her dripping-wet curly hair cascaded around her fresh face and cat-like eyes, and over her shoulders. She only wore a minuscule black, microfiber tanga and a fairly thin white cotton camisole. By the time she walked from her room to mine, her drenched hair had made her camisole. My presence as well as Law's was unchanged, but how we helped them wasn't. Instead of seeing me move so quickly and put women to sleep with a touch, Agent Marks would believe that I had merely warned him and Agent Davis of their presence. The women had then given up rather than shoot it out.He sat calmly with his pen and pad. I called Renée's and asked the girls to come over one at a time. Quietly he asked them questions and occasionally I had to help calm them, but he got what he was after. I. .. fuckin... damn!... aaaaah gaaaadah!"She came so hard her vaginal muscles caught his dick like a vice, and she shook them both, as if caught in an earthquake. As the spasm subsided, Jeff pumped her faster, shaking her with his thrusts, making her grunt, as each stroke drove air from her lungs. She shoved her pelvis back at him, her cunt making wet sucking sounds as they slammed together.gain, she threw back her head and yelled her ecstasy, but her strength was fading and there was nothing to.