Anything. I will do anything to make you happy." Well, I'm going to slip out of these clothes and get comfy so we can start settling in for the night,... Zane said. "You go into the bedroom, strip naked, get into those gorgeous, hot pantyhose, and lay on your stomach on top of the bed." He paused to rub the enormous bulge in his very tight jeans. "I'll be in there shortly."Derek, overcome, dropped to his knees and firmly kissed the massive denim-clad bulge that held Zane's flawless cock. Derek. I think you better come back in a couple of years." What do you mean? I'm really experienced and that's all you said in your ad. I think you should at least interview me."We argued for awhile until he finally brought me into a back room where several other guys were playing some sort of card game. I usually don't play cards because I can't see the point in playing a game where I always have to take my clothes off. I hoped the guys were finished although I'd probably be a good sport if they. At first I wanted to pull away because she has been a good friend of mine for years, but also I can’t deny that I’ve wanted to do this since the day I met her. I don’t know how long we shared this passionate kiss but as we kissed her hand moved closer and closer to my throbbing cock. Eventually she just got on top of me and started to jack me off through my shorts. She pulled away from our kiss smiled at me and asked “Do you like that?” “Mm, hmm” was all I could say, even though it was still. “Just about the way the war on terror is going,” I replied.“Enough of ancient history, let’s deal with some current events. I just received the reports with redactions an hour ago, that I should have had days ago without redaction,” I said.“Let’s start with the targeting information. How many sources do you use before you determine you have a valid target?” I asked.“That’s classified,” General Houlihan replied.“Who makes the target selections?”“Classified,” General Houlihan replied.“What is the.