Tremper's smile was a little too broad, mixed with the hint of a leer.He was handsome, she had to admit. Jennifer had been expecting some cigar smokin..., overweight, old codger. Larry Tremper was none of those. He was in his mid to latter forties, young, she thought, to be the CEO of a major rising corporation, and ruggedly handsome with an athletic build."Thank you," she said in response as they sat down at the dinner table.Jennifer looked over to Dana Tremper, seated directly across the table.. Wilson then claimed the last open seat to Paige’s right. When the ride began, Jennifer reached forward and fiddled with the central console. Low music filled the interior of the car, 40’s big band tunes, rich with female vocals, saxophones and a bass. The Lexus had a spectacular sound system, and it was adjusted perfectly for the tunes that were playing. It was late, and Paige Wilson appeared to be taking a route that led around the periphery of the city rather than going directly through it.. Gloria Richardson, it read on her security badge. The other two agents left without even attempting to put my clothes back into my luggage. Once they had gone, agent Richardson informed me that she was going to do a search of my person, and instructed me to remove my clothing down to my bra and panties. I looked at my watch. I had 10 minutes before I would miss my flight. I looked up at her and the expression on her face said it all before I could even speak up in protest: she didn’t give a. .. feeling your body slowly moving back against me as I push harrder in to your willing but defiant body, enjoying the response of your softer side to my rougher treatment of you, knowing your total surrender will only come with your acceptance of me in your orgasm... riding faster in your sweet silent body, feeling your breath whistling from your body as I push into you, massaging your clitty as I take your resistance and use it against you, stripping the top and panties from your mouth and.