"You will probably spend your life in therapy anyway, unlessyou can get a grip on some things!" She said this to me as if we werealone and I blushed f...riously. Fortunately the other two had no ideawhat we were talking about and let it go.Mark removed what was left of the pizza bones, plates and silverware tothe kitchen counter. "Does anyone else want a beer while I'm up?" heasked. We all said we did and he brought four more bottles into thedining room. I couldn't believe it, but he looked. I looked at him through eyes glazed with lust and nodded my head while biting my bottom lip. He tugged my panties off and watched me blush again as he took in my entire naked body. He moved back to my breasts, teasing my sensitive nipples until I was arching my back, silently begging him to touch my pussy again. He slid his index finger slowly into my tight opening and I spread my legs wider, my hips bucking upwards seeking more, arms still above my head. He worked a second finger into me and. That made me turn him around to rim his sweet hole for a few minutes before I turned him back and he bent over to work on my dick for a while. All the while I kept one and then two fingers in his hot hole. He pulled off my dick and offered his to me again which was all the encouragement that I needed. Since he didn’t seem close to cumming, I wondered if he was interested in something else, so I asked if he wanted to get fucked.He kind of moaned yes and I rubbed my fingers against his prostate.. It seems like Mr. Northfield had already made his fatal mistake and justified my lack of faith in him.Picking up my personal Pentagon line, I said, “Have all security stations alerted. Mr. Northfield is a spy, and is involved in the murders of our officers. I am quite certain that he is attempting to leave The Pentagon at this time. Stop him, no matter what it takes”Turning my attention back to the Chiefs, I said, “Gentlemen - We have two problems to deal with tonight. We must adjourn for a.