Is she on your staff?" Doesn't ring a bell, sir. Let me check our records." He went to a computer and looked up a file headed "Personnel." After a cou...le of minutes, having checked and double-checked, he reported back to them, "Sorry, gentlemen, There is no Ruth Proctor listed."The FBI men knew their jobs just as thoroughly."You say she is not listed. Does that mean that the woman is not on your staff, or is listed under another name, or is no longer on your staff, or simply removed from your. And I made him go in the bathroom at a gas station first and wash it off. Then Richie started moaning and I couldn't even get out of the way fast enough before he was squirting off all over my clothes. It was my favorite blouse too and I had to throw it away. I could hardly put it in the hamper for my mom to find. She'd be like What's this on your blouse, Chrissy? and giving me that look. Like I cared what she did when she was my age.I wanted to yell at the guy and tell him to forget it and to. "Then kiss me." Giggle.One dead alarm. One kiss, augmented by various touches and squeezes. "I like where this could go, baby," I said, "but today you enter the wonderful world of electrical power technology." Mmmmmm, oh yeah."We rolled off opposite sides of the bed and being ever the gentleman, I let her have the toilet first. This was the beginning of a learning experience as the two of us started figuring out each other's paths in the morning ritual of going to work. I saved one big step by. Placing my hand into his I let him bring me to him. Then he motion me to turn around and sit on his lap with my legs spread open. Guiding me in place I started to lower myself down in front of him. Then in a instant I knew what he had in store for me. As I lower myself down his huge, rock hard cock started to move inside of me. He knew I would be tight and I started to stop. With his voice being low and soft in my ear, "Do not stop, for if you do I will punish you, if you show fear I will.