Now both of us were lying naked, he over me. Our bodies’ were warm and were rubbing against each other.He slowly went down my chest kissing it n rea...hed my cock and suddenly started stroking it…. Aaahhhhh i moaned and he took my cock in his warm mouth. I could feel his warm tongue licking and exploring my 7″ cock. I was so hot i started fucking his mouth. He enjoyed it and so did i.I held his hair and trusted my entire cock in his mouth. Den i moved him up and kissed him bad. I wanted him badly. So i offer her a ride and to my suprise she accepts. As she is setting next to me in the truck shes taking a napkin to wipe the rain from her face and neck, I couldnt help but to look when she started patting her chest dry. At that moment she catches me looking and says with a sarcastic annoyed tone, "Like what you see?" and then pulls the top of her dress together to cover her wet cleavage. I muster up the nerve to answer as I look straight forward at the road by saying, "Yes! I do!." Fearing. When you killed the man with the machine gun, I wasn't afraid. I wasn't even repulsed. As ashamed as I am of my reaction, when you made him stop shooting at us and killed him, I was glad..."Those words wounded me. For a long time I'd wondered about my ability to kill, not to mention my willingness to inflict horrible pain to get the names of those who did those things to me.When Teri confronted me with her response to me killing those men, I felt equal parts ashamed of myself for feeling proud. If the draft was activated, I planned on joining right away. A draft meant the nation might be in serious trouble, and I loved the United States.Local politics were pretty much a simple thing. But the higher you went in the political world, the more complicated and convoluted it became. Eventually, you reached the international political level, which was where the executive branch of governments plays their deadly little games.While the House and the Senate might rear their ugly heads.