” Van Wyck stuttered.He had never encountered this kind of situation. The bureaucratic details that had to be followed to get so many people recogni...ed were overwhelming. The process could take anywhere from two years to a decade. Not a single request for establishing national identity had come through the IFN. He would have known about it if there had been one. He wondered how they had managed to accomplish it in less than seven months.“There are a lot of records there. Take your time, but. As you approached I rose, took your hands, and we kissed. You selected a wine you liked and I ordered for you. Our conversation was light but our finger tips moved on each other, accentuating and punctuating our words. Our legs touched, our bodies pressed closer. My hand rested on your knee then moved slowly a bit higher onto your thigh. Almost as tacit approval, I felt you kiss my ear lobe. Moving slowly, my hand went higher; again the kiss on my ear. I could feel my manhood stiffening and the. Fiona began to grunt in time, a slightly higher note with each thrust. Amy knew she was getting close to the tipping point and judging her moment to a nicety she pulled from its hiding place a crop, with a flick the instrument clipped the blood-filled nipple of the bloated left breast, not hard, just a flick, but with the state of the bloated, bound breast, the pain was magnified by ten or more times. The flick triggered the climax Fiona so desperately wanted, deep rolling waves of sexual. ." I moaned softly as I drew my finger up to my clit and softly began to rub in a circular motion. It felt good already with how wet I was, and soon I was forgetting about the other cars passing by. "I wish this was your cock," I told him, "I'd love to feel it grind against me."He twitched again, "Yea? What else would you love?"I continued circling my clit for a bit longer before pressing my finger down to my tight little opening, teasing it by pressing just the tip of my finger within those.