She thought about what had been in those pants ... or at least had protruded from those pants earlier. And she thought of what was still in them.She s...retched her leg as far as she could and was able to hook them with one toe. Carefully she lifted and pulled, until the pants were dragged onto his leg. He shifted in his sleep and she stopped, holding her breath. When he settled back into regular slow breathing, she pulled the pants up until she could reach them with her arm.Slipping her hand. "You can do the same thing to mine." Which of course I did. We started a slow mutual dick stroking session and then Ken put his open mouth on mine and we began to make out. A hot as fuck man on man make out that I'll never forget.The kiss ended and Ken took control of the situation. "Yes, you can suck my dick now. Get on your knees and suck my big black dick real good. I know you can suck it real good. Every white boy can suck a black dick real real good. Much better than anyone else can."So I. Besides, she should understand that we can not be sexually active all week because she is here.”I leaned over and kissed her boob through her shirt, while slowly moving my hand from her ass to her pussy.“Alright, but we need to be quiet.”, she said softly.She leaned over and our lips slowly touched. We start to work our tongues across each others mouths, and wrestled them each time they met in the middle. I fully cupped her boob with my right hand and started to rotate my wrist around massaging. He had given up drinking the occasional scotch because he felt duty bound to be in full possession of his faculties in the event of another emergency. A couple of lucky strikes on the Navy and he could be one of the highest ranking men left alive.He asked, “How’s Karen doing?”“The attack on the CIA building really upset her. I don’t blame her. A lot of our analysts are having a hard time dealing with it. We’ve had close to thirty percent of our people go on disability or quit. She’s slowly.