“A miracle!”“I am!” I gasped, so thankful to be a futa.I buried into Mrs. Minx's asshole. My cum erupted. Pleasure shot through me. It slammed... through my body. My pussy convulsed, juices gushing down my thighs as I pumped the MILF full of all my cum.“You sweet thing!” gasped Mrs. Minx, her bowels writhing around my futa-dick. “Oh, yes, yes, give me all that jizz!”“Then I'll lick her clean!” gasped Mrs. North. “Ooh, Liddy, yes, yes! I'm cumming! You know what I love!”I groaned, my futa-dick. Jones and I work for the CIA. I've come here to ask you for your help. I've seen your military files and I'm most impressed with your skills as an interviewer. I have two individuals in custody; both present me with unusual difficulties in closing out their cases. I think your talents might allow me to close those cases by the end of the day."I was quiet for a moment or two. "Dr. Wills, the last time my talents as an interviewer were requested I ended up in a war with holes in my body. As you. .. I'm stupid I guess. Mr. Owens walked over to me and told me that he wanted to fuck me, and that he wanted me to fuck a special person for him. If I did this for him, my bills would go away for a while. I was stunned. I wanted to get up and leave, but I was in deep trouble. I asked Mr. Owens how long I would have to do this. He said that I was 23, and would look good for another ten years so I would work for him till I was 35. He said, "You will be my slut for twelve years. In return, I will. Give ... it ... all ... to ... MEEEEeeee!”The head of my cock was jammed deep in her, so deep I could feel the cum blasting out and back along the length of the shaft, and it bubbled out between her pussy lips and my cock. It had to be handfuls of the stuff, our mixed fluids dripping down already saturated thighs and crotches, onto already saturated and very slippery sheets, and soaking deep into a mattress that was going to need to be replaced.Deb gasped, recovering, and said “That couldn’t.