.. Where am I?"Sam jumped up from his chair and darted over to the now young man."No, don't get up... You fell down." The boy looked around, and quic...klyaccepted the glass of water Sam was holding. "My name is Agent Brown,and I'm with the FBI." He then flashed his badge as quickly as hecould, hoping the young man wouldn't notice that the picture was of anattractive red haired woman and not the man he was now."Thanks... My name's Pete..." Pete, how are you feeling?"Pete flexed his back a little. She stood on tiptoe and moved over the rod. As she did so, it slid between her labia, forcing them slightly open.She had smeared a lubricant over the bulb on the top of the rod, so it slid fairly easily against her skin. Her own, personal lubrication also helped. This was definitely turning her on. She slid back and forth over the top of the rod several times before suddenly letting herself back down to flat-footed. When she did so, the rod pushed into her about three inches.The next step was. It was a slow process but I could see that the excitement and danger of getting caught was turning her on something fierce! Once she was inside, I closed the door again, pulled her down to her knees and removed the ball gag from her mouth."Please!", she squeaked in that adorable little pixie voice of hers"Please what?", I asked."Please fuck me before I die. I'm so fucking turned on right now!"That Kewpie Doll voice spewing out language that would make a sailor blush and combined with the sight. She pulled her skirt and panties down to her knees and stood there straight, in the middle of the bedroom, waiting for him to satisfy himself with her. He stood right in front of her and stared into her eyes. His white wife - we never did catch her name - came between them, got onto her knees so her face was within inches of both her husband's black penis and my wife's exposed vagina.She took some lubricant and first applied it to her husband's cock, rubbing it from the big head on it to the.