It found her clit and began lightly brushing it. Then it reached lower to the bottom of her slit, teasing her by gently rubbing and pressing her there... The woman groaned and pressed her ass against her boss... oh how she wished she worked for a man! She bucked her hips wildly, up and down, desperately wishing for a release that stubbornly stayed out of reach. She began to feel exhausted, her stamina weakening. She heard her boss give a soft, feminine chuckle, as she lifted her hands away from. "Stuart interrogated his son further. "Were you thinking about the girls or looking at Matthew?" Um, looking at the girls, I mean thinking about them." Are you sure?" his father pressed him."I guess I was looking at him, I mean he was right there and all. I don't know if I'm gay, Dad, I just don't know. I like Matthew an awful lot."Stuart's cock was throbbing in his pants as he conjured up the image of the two horny teenagers beating their meat together, quite probably on the same bed his son. I would like to keep this war non-nuclear if we possible can."She then turned to Stewart Butterfield from the National Security Agency. "What type of radio traffic have you been able to intercept from the Iranians?" It was earily quiet in the twelve hours before the invasion, but there's been quite a bit of traffic since it started. They apparently have been able to obtain some pretty sophisticated encryption equipment because we've been having a hard time deciphering their messages. They're. Somehow, I pried myself from her body and continued to thrust. She was even more vocal now, nearly shouting as I touched that spot deep inside of her. Constantly she pushed herself back against my thrusts. Soon, though, my cock began to grow warm and my brain got cloudy. Fire raced up my shaft.“I’m gonna cum…”“Don’t stop. Please!” I growled as she begged for me to continue, pressing deeper than I had before. Her moans became thick as I swelled inside of her, pressing against every part of her.