She laughingly repulsed me, and looking significantly at Joseph, whose back was turned to us (although he could see us in the mirror before him), she ...hook a reproving finger at me.I immediately reached forward and drew down the shade that obscured Joseph’s view, and again passing my arms about her slender waist held her closely to me in a tight embrace, now without the least resistance on her part; she allowed me to press my lips to hers and with warm kisses I held her tight to me as her arms. Pushing him further into my throat, softly moaning as i twisted my mouth up and down. His hips thrusting forward. The light presence of his hand on the back of my head. His cock becoming rock hard. I feel his other hand slide into my hair and pull me back up. Hands still in my hair he presses his lips to mine and whispers I want you on top of me. Nearby, are a stack of mattresses from the upstairs bedrooms. He slides one out and lies it down taking my hand and pulling me down on to it with him.. She looked at him expectantly, sitting there with one smooth, pale leg crossed over the other and her hands folded on her knee.Elaina broke the uncomfortable silence. “If it’s all the same to you, Aran, I am not concerned by your state of undress, nor should you be concerned with mine. It’s something you will become used to very quickly.”Aran doubted that very much, but chose to stay on the bed regardless. And what did she mean by her last statement? The way she was talking had a sense of. ”“Well Madame President,” Johanna said, “He isn’t some foreign agent we can justify me intimidating or assassinating… and he hasn’t done anything close to the treason of Leviathan, the NSDAP or Hydra… At most I would recommend you call a press conference to cut him off and get a head of the story…”“This is perfect!” Sin clapped and smiled, “Just perfect this solves all of our problems!”Both the President and Johanna glared at the red head.“Hear me out…” Sin beamed, “Call the press conference.