”Taylor slid past and into the dimly lit building, and said, “That’s the last thing I want.”Taylor also knew he meant it.He’d learned a lot ...n the army, but in the modern era basic military training didn’t include a lot of practice at anything more than the most rudimentary unarmed combat. The whole idea was to kill your opponents at a distance, if possible. Drilling in physical combat had mostly gone out when the bayonet became obsolete.Of course, the various Special Forces did get more. I immediately began to get aroused. I closed my eye so I could focus on her stroking every inch of me from top to bottom. I imagined my dick was in her mouth and it felt like it. My dick was fully erect and I could feel the intensity growing with each stroke. Before I really knew what was happening she climbed up on the table and sat right in front of me, forcing my legs wide open and sat my thighs up on her legs. She kept stroking my dick with both hands while leaning over and running her hair. A change in the air.’ ‘Change is inevitable.’ ‘Yes.’ ‘This is a lovely neighborhood. Have you lived here long?’ Andersen shuddered. She was being watched, tailed. What else, she wondered. Her phones? ‘What is it you want?’ she said somewhat undiplomatically, for this meeting was well outside the bounds of normal diplomatic discourse. Almost illegal, in fact, in her protected little world. ‘I thought it was the other way around, Ms Andersen.’ She walked slowly, thinking, thinking, how to turn. My hair was matted with cum and I was still covered in sweat, saliva and sperm. My pussy and asshole were worn out and gaping back at me as I laid looking at the ceiling mirror, listening to the shower in the next room, while my son cleaned up the mess from our rendezvous. He had gotten his birthday present and had given me one of the top 10 fuckings of my life. I lit up a cigarette and smoked half of it before I put it out and then joined him in the shower. We weren’t done yet. I just knew I.