Without preamble, the President said, “The invasion of Iraq was initiated on faulty recommendations from this agency. As Intelligence Analysts, your...job is to provide the President with accurate security assessments. You failed your mission. You failed the former President.“I am taking steps to assure that you don’t fail me. I am replacing the current Director of the CIA with someone whose judgment I trust. I will be announcing his replacement on television tonight. Her first job will be to. "Ok enough Agent Styles!" one of the other agents came over."Oh fuck this! Toss this place and let's get out of here!" Nataliesnapped and stormed outside.Steve held up Cassie's jacket and looked inquiringly at one of the agentswho nodded. He stepped forward and placed Cassie's jacket over her pronebody to give her some decorum.Natalie stood outside on the verandah smoking."What the fuck was that about!" one of the other agents came stormingover.Natalie turned around, her face red and her. Ethan was spraying his first load as well, down his cock, balls and onto my carpet. Ethan looked down at his cock and seemed embarrassed. Brett walked over and slapped Ethan on the back with a smile. “Don’t worry man. The same thing happened to me. Take a little break and watch me fuck. You’ll be hard again in no time.” Brett climbed on top of me and went to work. I could tell he wanted to show off for his friend, and it was working. Brett teased my pussy with his big cock. He gently rubbed. "Hey Ashley," she said weakly, smiling, her voice sounded almost lightand whimsical, almost drunk. "Thanks for getting me home, I must havedrank too much."I don't think she knew what was going on, or how long she was out.I tucked her into bed, and she rolled over to sleep. Somehow, I got thefeeling her body hadn't slept since she decided to play wicked witch.I bent over to pick up the Steph's glasses, and set them on her desk. Myeyes catching a white sheet of paper with Ashley's name written on.