He looked up as Matt entered and said, “Welcome back, the professor is expecting you, go right in.”Matt stepped into the inner office. It was a si...able room, though sparsely furnished. There was a desk with a computer, stacks of papers and a stack of large tomes. There were two wooden chairs in front of the desk. One wall of the office was completely taken up by a large whiteboard. It was covered in diagrams that appeared to be family trees of some sort. Another wall held a map of the earth. Soon he picked up his pace. "Oh yeah, I am really fucking your face now and you love it don't you?" The dirty talk tumbled out of his lips as he used my mouth. And he was right. I did love it. This felt incredible. Him using my face like this. Fucking my face. The room filled with the sound of him thrusting into me and my muffled moans of appreciation as he did so. "Fuck I can see the damp patch on the front of your pants," he moaned. I could feel that my cock was oozing in the soft fabric of. Only, well, be honest: if you're reading this, you're probably looking for the sex. And we haven't gotten to that bit yet. Sorry.Look, it'll save us all a lot of trouble if I kick it into high gear. I get to Japan; chauffeured limo picks me up; five-star hotel; the works. But then I spend three days being bounced around offices at HQ, never seeing anything but low-level flunkies who give me gap-toothed Letterman smiles as interpreters drone on about the power and the glory of Ekasa. Finally on. Hm waha pahuche to watchman mujhe ghoora or ladko ko bola badia maal lae ho to wo ldke bole bad me ap bhi chakh lena abhi hme maja krne doMe jese hi room me gai to unme se ek ladka jisne shivam se bat kri thi usne skirt upar kri apni pant ki zip kholi or lund ghusa kr jor jor se chodne laga or bola rand bht intezar kra lia aj tera wo haal krege ki chal kr ghr bhi ni pahuch paegi or wo jor jor se chodne laga itne me ek or aya or apna lund muh ne de dia baki ke bahar chale gye or shivam bs dekh.