Enemy rocket fire was no joke, even if their supplies of rockets had to be dwindling drastically by this point. It was a bluff, I was convinced of it,... but it was a rather brazen and determined bluff at that. Some six thousand or so die-hard Klansmen held this part of the greater Winston-Salem metropolitan area, and they weren’t ready to give up the fight just yet. The upside of fighting the Klan, of course, was that these guys were too fucking stupid to remove their hoods yet. We could all see. Walker was gentle with the tight rosebud, only inserting the tip of onefinger. Fifi whimpered lightly, which only served to turn his tormentoron even more.The assault on Fifi's back door was put on hold as Mr. Walker took offhis pajama top, then quickly reached down to free his member, which wasnow fully erect and slapped against Fifi's side."Get up on your knees and face me," said Mr. Walker.Fifi scrambled to obey, and soon found himself kneeling beside hisboss. His gaze was inevitably drawn. He looked at the clock and saw that it was only a little after seven in the morning. "I thought teenagers didn't wake up before noon on weekends," he grumbled.He took a deep breath, held it for a count of ten, and let it out. He got up from bed, grabbed his brief case, and took out a black magic marker. He padded to the bathroom on bare feet. He knocked on the bathroom door gently. It opened to reveal the two teens in their almost see through sleeping garb. Apparently they felt the outfits. After a couple of compliments and kisses I'm already ready.I crouched towards him and pushed him around his stomach feet, arranging for a better penetration. He was very rigid, pressed on my entrance, instinctively opaque.Not much waited and was already in, slowly and thin, almost whole.Do I love you, I get something in my ear, and the feeling is getting enormous to me. Let's take the moves to enjoy it better, without paying attention to anyone. With the statement that I'm very sexy I feel it.