I felt I ought to pleasure her now in some way, and I was also feeling the need for some air for my cock, so I gently pulled upwards on her long brown...locks and she rose obediently, letting my member slip from her lips and steel itself against the un-supporting air. She giggled as we met face to face and then planted her lips on mine. I could taste my cock on her lips, some pre-cum must have mixed with her juicy mouth. I now persuaded her to lean back on the bench, perching her tight arse on it. “Something we haven’t seen before?” he asks.But before words can even leave her lips, the building shudders. The floor shakes, threatening to force them both to their knees. The sound of gunfire erupts a second later.“They’re past our first line of defense,” she states. “Sir, weneed to get you out of here.”“I’m not going anywhere,” he says. He calmly walks over to the dresser and slides out the bottom drawer. The female agent looks to see what he is doing, but she cannot see anything save for a. As I stepped closer to him, I noticed that his knees looked a little shaky, and that his hands were trembling slightly. I looked him in the eyes and, gesturing towards his dick, asked "May I?" Of course," he answered, his voice quiet and hoarse with passion. I reached over and lightly touched his shaft, brushing my fingertips along it's length. It jerked just a little when I first touched it, which made me grin. I gently reached under and groped his scrotum, playing with his balls the way I. Maybe we’ve chosen the wrong path, but my gut doesn’t tell me that’s the case. In our highly industrialized, high-tech world, things are markedly different from in an agrarian society as the US mostly was before the Civil War. It’s comparing apples to oranges.”“You make some valid points,” I replied. “I’m just not quite sure how to resolve the gray areas.”“Nobody knows,” Doctor Mercer said. “That’s why they’re gray areas. The law draws stark lines because it has to so that everyone knows what.