Afterward, we held each as we tried to catch our breath.“I think you liked that,” she said.I stroked her cheek. “Was that okay? I didn’t last ...ong.”She chuckled. “Oh God... it was more than okay! And you needed to come. Now we can take it easier.”“Did you come?”Smiling, Kayla said, “No. I’ve never come just from doing that. It was still fantastic. You certainly made me feel wanted. Hell, at the end there it was like I was undergoing some kind of demonic possession. You beast.”She grinned and. So at odds with the tough professional demeanor she displayed to the world at large. Good God, she told Senators and Congressmen what to do. She even advised Presidents in various capacities. She knew powerful men; she knew their egos and how to deal with them. How had she so misread the signs, so overplayed her hand? She was one of the best, she had a sixth sense, she could read a man by simply watching his eyes, his face and body merely confirming what she thought. She was flown into high. She couldn't breathe and her jaw was stretched so wide, it must have hurt, just impossible. For a few seconds I was scared for her, what was Jack doing? Then his hands came off her head.Anna held still a moment. She seemed to push down on him further. Then she came off his cock in a rush. She coughed and gasped. Her face streamed with saliva and sweat and tears, but her sparkling eyes showed joy, elation.She was in the full rush of her lust.Urgently now, Anna straddled Jack, sitting on his. I didn't exactly get to do much of the fucking now did I?"The twenty-two-year-old brunette giggled and gave his cock another squeeze, then, feeling a little life returning to it she lifted her head and yelled out just as the car pulled up to a set of traffic lights, "Hey Max, how long before we hit the studio?"The grinning face of Max looked into the back. "Oh I'd say about twenty minutes, and by the way just in case you haven't noticed you have an audience." Oh cool," giggled Gerry and they.