Three more ropes I aim right for my mouth, and catch each one, as the rest leaves a trail from my face down to my pubes, in a perfect line right down ...he middle of my torso. I let out a loud cry as I continue pumping my cock, and emptying the contents of my balls. Three more shots land between my pecs, and trail down to my belly, where my abs are contracting to the point they hurt. Kirk continues to utter “oh fuck—oh fuck” and finally I subside.A rake up a couple fingers full of my thick jock. I bet they’re tender. You won’t enjoy sitting on the plane.” Brenda could only moan. Then the sweet lips were gone from her ass. She knew what was coming next. She arched up, wanting it. “Twenty-six... twenty-seven... twenty-eight... twenty-nine... thirty...” She expected them to stop, then. She couldn’t take another ten. Thirty-one surprised her. There was a long pause. Karen said, “Don’t make me give you extras. Count.” “Thirty-one.” Counting one had to mean another was coming. Karen. She knew more about that side of our business than I did. I realized she'd deliberately set me up with her earlier questions. She had done her homework, or else Virginia had hand fed her some confidential information about us."Virginia needs to be more circumspect with internal corporate data." Circumspect my ass. I put all of this together by myself. I'm a trained analyst, and I find out whatever I need to know. Your companies are more difficult than most to investigate, but you can find out. Even though no one from the outside can come in and do harm, we still need someone with authority to stay and keep the ones left behind calm," I told her, and it widened her smile."That is good, because I do want to go. Sometimes you are too easy on those we must battle. You kill them before they have time to suffer enough," she said, proving once again that a pissed off woman was much more deadly than a man."It's because I do not care if they suffer. Their suffering does not help us, or not.