” She did not ever finish her thought as suddenly something like an earthquake shook her body and caused her to clamp down o me with everything she ...ad. I had no choice at that point and to be honest I had no desire to control anything! I slammed myself down onto her and felt each and every throbbing jet of boiling cum that I shot into her boil up from my balls and into her bowels.Lying on top of her I was pounding her hard into the bed and I looked down and saw that I was buried to the root. She was wearing sweat pants and a sports tank top and she eyed him with interest. "I should discipline you for your clumsiness," he said. "Oh yeah?" she asked, continuing to eye his dick. "How?" He took a seat on the couch next to her, grabbed her and swung her across his lap as she lay on her stomach. "Dale! What are you doing!?" He yanked down her sweat pants to reveal her bare tush. "Dale!" He slapped her ass with the palm of his hand. "Ouch!" she yelped but he slapped her buns again.. ’ The men in the room laughed, with the director, but everyone knew it would not be the case. They knew that Tony Caruso would step right in, and take Don DiAngiolla’s place. The director asked, ‘How many men do we have covering the two Dons, and their operations?’ ‘We have a total of 70 men and women doing surveillance, 24/7 sir.’ ‘Someone write this down. Cut back to 16 hours a day. No surveillance between 6 AM and 2 PM. Minimize surveillance during the two other eight hour shifts. When. Her breathing became slightly more rapid, just the barest of whispers at that, yet despairing to her. She felt the braid shift slightly as it arrived at the top of her blouse, knowing what was to happen next…Calm back down girl, just let go of the feelings, there are just six buttons to go; block it out and maintain all of the focus you are seeking…The braid splits into two smaller parts on one end; slowly, and with deliberate methodical steps, it pushes the button through its cloth eyehole; a.