She knocked and stepped in. "Agent Kellerman?" she asked. "Theseare the people that came in just now." Bring them in and get them something to drink, ...would you Charlie?"they hear a nasal voice say from inside the office.They walked into the brightly lit room to meet with Agent Kellerman. Hewas a tall rawboned man with close cropped black hair. They could seetattoos of swastika's and other white supremacy designs peeking throughthe crisp white dress shirt he wore. His ice blue eyes passed over. Moira wound her arms like a vice about his neck, kissing him most thoroughly, and, with but the slightest shift of her experienced hips, slipped his cock within her molten depths. A sharp gasp punctuated the penetration, and Moira felt the man thicken even further with a vicious throb, which she answered by tightening and strangling his cock with her inner walls. With a crazed cry, he grasped her hips cruelly, raised her up and brought her down upon him with such fierceness that Moira’s body. Her husband John was cooking as he always did on the weekends.Wearingjust his favorite dark blue apron , chef's hat and a black jock strap.Every man should cook like this on the weekends she thought to herself.at least mine does. Her husband was average height about 5'10'' dark hair , blue eyes witha lean swimmers build. His looks were average but John always had a smile on his face. " What are you looking at? " he asked as he noticed her standing in the doorway. " You. Can I help it. He turns me around and makes me bend over. I put my hands on my desk which is littered with uni work. I know that this is going to be my first anal experience with a big juicy cock. Taking his cock, Kev pushes it towards my tight bud of an asshole. Holding my breath I feel the full length of his muscle enter me slowly. He stops, waiting for my tiny asshole to adjust to the size of his cock. When I’m ready I let out a tiny whimper and push back. He knows I’m ready for my brains to be fucked out..