“Hello, Farheen! How are you?”I turned around and saw him beaming. “Hi, I am fine, Anil. How are you?”“I am rocking.” We both shook hands....My best friend’s husband took my luggage and walked towards his parking car.I saw Anil two years back at Isha’s marriage. He was lean and handsome and still maintaining his body well. Isha was lucky to have such a health-conscious husband. Isha always told me over the phone how he rarely missed a day at the gym.We reached home in 30 minutes. Anil opened the. When I could not swallow any more, the rest sprayed across my face and into my hair. TJ just laughed and slapped his cock against my cheeks. He then stuck it back in my mouth so I could suck it clean.TJ said, "You're doing good princess but you have a long way to go."With that, he got me up and told me to walk ahead of him to the bedroom and shake my ass. I did as he told me. When we got into the bedroom, he was hard again. He took off the rest of his clothes and told me to get on the bed ass. You should go back to bed. I’ll talk to you later.” With that I headed back out again.I arrived back in the Situation Room and was still the only member of the NSC which had arrived, but that was only because I happened to live on the premises. I was promptly informed that everyone had been contacted and was either enroute, or not available. Eric Shinseki was currently in Tel Aviv, meeting with Ehud Olmert, the new Prime Minister. Ariel Sharon had suffered an almost mortal stroke in January and. ”I said, “Okay” and then I slipped off my shorts and underwear, putting them on a hook on the wall. She admired my hard cock and held onto it for a moment.Amber also slipped off her shorts and panties and handed them to me. Her pussy was shaved bare and looked like that of a little girl. I took her shorts and panties from her and hung them on the hook next to my clothes, but not before noticing how damp and fragrant her panties were.She looked at me and said, “Hell, you might as well see my.