As his big meaty prick rapidly expanded, the cockhead was nudging against the back of her throat, the thickness of his cockshaft swelling until her mo...th was filled with bloated cockmeat."Jesus, honey," her father whispered, slowly coming out of his deep sleep. "That feels so fucking good."Anxious for him to fuck her, the little hot cunted blonde began licking and sucking more heatedly on his rapidly swelling prick. With his straining boner lodged deep in her throat, the youngster sucked harder. 'The betting is now closed… Letthe games begin" It was the last thing she heard as she felt the world fall outfrom beneath her feet…falling… falling… falling… thenshe felt nothing at all…"Miss..Miss… " opening her eyes, Panthea realized she had fallen asleepduring the short trip. Her sleep plagued with the strangest dreams…Stepping from the limo the sight that greeted her eyes was one which spokeof money and Old World elegance. Even the stables off in the distance toldthe story. Following the. Now I was passing off this part of the job to myself. If an abiological entity could sigh, I sighed."God! ... Now I've got to get with him." I could hear that he did sigh. "All right, Chesterfield. You have my go-ahead. Do you need me to do anything else?" We'll have to arrange an authorization to the Missouri."Another sigh. "I assume this will be outside of normal channels." I'm afraid so. I'll call you back when I have the Missouri online," I said. The call went dead.Another call, this time. One thing was for sure, he would not be making any trips to Camp Smith.Clayton Albright had lost all of his clearances, and upon his release from the hospital was going to answer a lot of questions. Someone with real rank was going to decide if he was going to be able to quietly retire with benefits or go to jail with none of the above.Another meeting that was flagged as important and mandatory was with the NIA (National Intelligence Agency) at the White House on Monday morning. The big dogs.