The fact that they were working a national security case with the eye of the AG himself, didn’t seem to make them any happier about someone jumping ...he line. They did, however, agree and said they’d have something the next morning.Taylor was tired and just wanted to sit down for a little bit and think. He knew he was missing something, but the FBI’s need to constantly be doing something, made it hard for him to have the time to concentrate on the problem.The elevator door opened and Taylor. Unsure what to do, I went to the default position: kneeling in the corner facing the walls with my hands behind my head.Behind me i could hear the two Masters making out, clothes were dropping, skin was slapping. I could almost smell the testosterone in the room, and i longed to be able to watch but knew that would be a mistake. When they needed me, I would know about it.The make-out session continued for about fifteen minutes…there didn’t seem to be any penetration on either part, just a lot. “What if I told you that I knew someone, someone we both knew, that liked you a lot and wanted to have sex with you?” I asked. “Yeah right,” Danny responded with a touch a sarcasm. “No, I’m serious,” I responded. “You mean you’d be OK with me having sex with someone else besides yourself?” Danny asked. “As long as I know who it is and approved,” I responded. “I am not a swinger,” Danny quickly responded. “Neither am I,” I replied. “I’m just grasping for straws, something to spice things up a. My dick was so fucking hard! "I'll show you mine so you can compare" I said as my trousers dropped to the floor. My dick looked enormous poking against the fabric of my boxers."Are you sure your wife won't mind me seeing your dick?". I assured Sofia that my wife would never find out and proceeded to reveal my throbbing member.Sofia was quite shocked at what she saw: my dick hadn't felt so hard for years. The bell-end was a shocking shade of purple and there was already pre-cum dribbling off the.