After speaking with all of the newscasters who were willing to join the fledging internet news network, we all agreed that rather then trying to run two or three stations at the same time, for two or three hours apiece, we would run one broadcast at a time, but each would only run for half an hour or at most an hour. In doing this all of the newscasters could join in the action and not tire from two or three hour stints.
First off was "Robin and Company." We set up an identical set as she had at her original network. Six o'clock came along and onto the set walked Robin Meade in an above the knee white lace dress. It hugged her tits beautifully and her long auburn hair was pulled back from her face and hung halfway down her back. Her full red lips were glossy and inviting from the bright red lip gloss she was wearing.
As the camera zoomed in she smiled saying; "Good morning sunshine, I'm Robin Meade and welcome to the premiere telecast of the FNN, I can't believe I can say this on the air, "The Fuck News Network. We hope over the next hour we'll be able to entertain and inform you like never before. To tell you the truth I'm already dripping just thinking what all of you are thinking as we get ready to begin our inaugural show. So lets get you updated. There was a raid in Iraqi today where nearly seventy insurgents were either captured or killed."
Robin went on to update us all with the news from overnight and ended with; "We'll be back after a few messages from our sponsors."
We cut to a commercial and Robin walked weak kneed over to the couch where she flopped down, her short skirt riding halfway up her trim thighs, her gold mid-calf boots enticed all in the studio and Bob Van Dillon, who does the weather. He walked over to her and smiled; "So Robin, are you ready for this?"
She gave him a weak smile and just nodded.
"Robin, back in five, four, three..."
"Well here with the weather ladies and gentlemen is our own meteorologist Bob Van Dillon. So tell me Bob, what do you think about this new venture?"
"Well Robin, I think it's ground breaking and I can't wait to see how things develop. Speaking of developing, a low pressure center over the Great Lakes will bring rain there spreading eastwardly to the coast. On a personal note Robin, I have a high pressure center growing between my thighs, hopefully you or Jennifer Westhoven can bring this under control, what do you think Robin?"
Robin let out one of her patented laughs and replied; "We'll have to see what can be done about that Bob, but for now lets hear from Jennifer who is here in our studios rather then reporting from New York. Hi Jennifer, what's your take on this new network?"
Jennifer sat across from Robin dressed in a black knee length business skirt suit. Her medium sized breasts strained against the white blouse under the jacket. "Well Robin, like you I'm waiting to see where things lead and how long a network like this can survive, I'm just glad I had the opportunity to get in on the ground floor, so to speak. As far as stocks go the NYSE was up six points in overnight trading, Ford was up a half, more later Robin, now back to you."
"Thanks Jen, now to Larry Smith and the leading sports news."
"Thanks Robin, all of the New York teams were victorious yesterday with the Yankees, Mets and Jets winners. The Giants play tonight and hope to keep the streak going, which will be difficult seeing they are playing Dallas. In other news, Oh my!"
Larry cleared his throat looking over Robin's shoulder. Jen's mouth dropped open as she saw what Larry was staring at. Behind Robin was Bob, he had removed his jacket and pants and was now standing with is large cock at full mast inches from the side of Robin's face. When Robin caught both of their stares Robin turned her head and her full red lips brushed across the length of Bob's cock. She jumped back at seeing what was so close to her face. She licked her lips and looked at Larry; "I was wondering how we were going to start this, Mmmm. I forgot how big and thick your cock was Bob."
She reached up and stroked him lightly and leaned forward and ran her tongue back and forth along the length of his cock. Bob unbuttoned his shirt and let it slip from his shoulders. Now naked he stepped closer to the couch and ran his hands through Robin's long thick hair. It came undone and covered her face. All that was heard was her slurping as she ran her lips back and forth along the length of his cock like a thick flute. Robin laid her head back onto the couch and Bob slipped half of his large cock down her throat. Her dress worked halfway up her thighs and her wet panties were now showing.
