“You’ve made me very horny,” she repeated. “Just thinking of the guys checking you out later, not knowing that earlier you were on your knees ...ith your pretty mouth clamped over my pussy is so deviant and hot.”I couldn’t think as she does but her wicked and debauched train of thought excited me. I dropped to my knees fully placing my ‘pretty mouth’ over her, enthusiastically licking and tonguing her. I took it gently at first, but she thwarted that by grabbing my head, pulling me urgently onto. I could feel her hot breath on me, and it just made me grow harder. "Okay, the first thing is to get my hard cock all wet. But first, why don't you start by kissing the end of it. But first, I want you to ask permission." Emma backed away with an enquiring look on her face. “Huh?” she said. I was curious whether she would play along with a little dirty chitchat, which I loved.“Go ahead, be polite,” I suggested. She smiled and looking at my long shaft. António de Santana Soares, the Prime Minister of Portugal, closes the door quietly behind him and says, “It is not a problem Mr. President.”“Have you heard anything about President Ludovico this morning?” Candido asks with a frown forming on his face.The prime minister stands next to the president to look out the window. “So far they have determined it was a car bombing. Do you have a fear sir?”“The New World Regime has taken credit for the attack,” Candido answers. “And yes I have reason to. It is like a competition between us to see who breaks first and we both happen to be quite strong willed.But tonight is different, it seems we caught one of those days that left us both worse for wear and our patience is spread pretty thin. It’s a Friday night that is still young because we left the house party at Kate’s way ahead of everyone else, we just couldn’t bring ourselves to enjoy it. Instead we find ourselves on the couch, snuggled against each other as much as the pillows and for.