When she was satisfied, she spoke. “Tripwire disarmed...” She nodded her head and Robert pulled the door open a bit more so Laura could see the in...er frame of the door. She aimed her light at the top of the frame and found the hand grenade that was attached to the trip wire. “Grenade at the top of the door.” She reported. She reached up and started to pull the grenade out. Making sure to keep the spoon of the grenade in place, she double checked for wires attached to the bottom of the explosive. Phillipa gasped. Her hands shot down, trying to stop her wife from unfastening her fly. But Maurice was deft and skilled. She ripped down her wife's pants, exposing Phillipa's plain, white panties.“Oh, what boring knickers you wore to greet President Woodward,” Phillipa said. “You should have worn that cute, gray pair with the pink frills across the front.” “Maurice!” squealed Phillipa, color finally burning across her cheeks. “No, no, don't you dare.” “FUCK HER! FUCK HER! FUCK HER!”Maurice. More

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