I knew right away why General Whitley wrote such powerful comments on her appraisal forms and why she was at the top of her law school classes with Jo...y.With her analytical skills she was a perfect fit for the oversight committee and could easily verify that all parties were working to the same goal.Like me she detested terrorists, what they did, and what they wanted to do. Anne knew what had to be done to stop them, the same as I did.It was 1500 when we finished and I offered her the position.. ” She smiled and set her bag down on the floor. “No, I wasn’t worried.” She glanced at the door, and my heart sped up. Her thumbs went to the bright pink spaghetti straps of her tight top. “I just wanted you to know what a great teacher you were.” Then she smiled and slowly pulled the straps off of her shoulders. I was stunned. No bra, just fresh, firm, hard breasts. “Kristina…” I started. “I saw you looking at them,” she said. Silence. Her bright red nipples were hard. “I wanted you to see. ..His hands cupped my round buttocks. As he squeezed them, his thumbs pressed against my pussy lips, slipping between them.The silk gag muffled my groans, a bit in protest and mostly in encouragement. I writhed beneath his strong hands, pressing myself harder against him. I could not help it.His weight lifted from my body, momentarily letting my legs free.Before I could react, I felt his hands on my hips, turning me over until my back was pressed against the bed sheets.I could feel the cord. I blushed a little, then met her gaze directly. "Yeah, I'm okay," I said. "It's just that the explosives I shoved up my ass this morning hurt a little." She smiled, then put on an expression of mock severity. "Oh sir, you should never joke with the TSA! We have to investigate every possibility when terrorism might be involved. I'll need you to take your clothes off and lie down on that table."I did as she said, noticing her gasp as I dropped my boxers and exposed my now-hard 9" cock. She.