That was too many government organizations for it not to be a government operation.The file mentioned the active involvement of LOTS of CIA people, so...e of whom were at levels higher than the scapegoat (who'd already been scraped off our driveway). The top named guy was Associate Director for Military Support (AD/MS), who reports to the Director. Something that involved so many people and went all the way up to the second tier of management was NOT the work of a solo delusional.The CIA had. I caught her head and started to move her head inside my cock more. She started to suck it like anything. She sucked my cock for 10 mins . I told her that I am going to cum. She told me to come inside here mouth. So I started to stroke my cock very hard in her mouth and came inside hr mouth. She drank it like a juice. And again she cleaned my cock. Then she stood up and said your cum is very tasty.Then she started to leave the room. I caught hold her hand and started to kiss her lips. She too. Madison began to dread her mother's visits, and didn't mind when they started to get shorter.And then, finally, on Thursday night, a new face poked in through the doorway."Where the hell have you been? Craig's been nagging me day and night-- Haven't you heard your cellphone? I'm sure he's left you like a gazillion messages. I know, because I left you a message, or tried to, but your mailbox said it was full and wouldn't let me leave one. He called, I called, Jessica called, Wanda called, you. "That was . . . an accident." She couldn’t meet his eyes. "A nice accident, but we both know it didn’t mean anything . . . more than that. You were trying to comfort me, and I appreciated it. I still do." Simon was silent, watching her. She didn't really think that, he was sure. She was . . . well, he didn't know what she was doing. Staving off embarrassment? Letting him down easy? Avoiding her feelings? "How do we know that?" He took another step closer. "You haven't asked me. I haven't asked.