He grinned underneath that scruffy goatee and opened the passenger side truck door. Once I hopped in, I could smell his scent all over the car a musky...aftershave with a hint of cigar. I was aching, but I didn't know for what yet.The heavy truck door slammed behind him and he sat behind the wheel very still. I turned my eyes to him, and that's when it happened. He moved in so quickly that his rough hands were holding my head. His scruffy goatee against my lips and chin. His lips were wrapping. Oh, how he wished he could rebound and get hard again. He’d love to spend more time with that body. Instead she pulled the sheet back over him and told him they were done, and left the room. He dressed, begrudgingly, with thoughts of what he would do if he got the chance again. He would be sure to book another massage with her as soon as he could. He could feel stirrings in his cock, but she didn’t return. As Joe walked down the hall to the reception desk, he noticed the door to one of the. One of the things that was mentioned was that the American people will be looking for some answers, and Congress will be holding hearings. They are going to want to know what happened, and they are going to be looking for a few heads to roll. People will be held accountable. We might as well get started.”I opened my clipboard cover and pulled out a sheet of White House stationery. I slid it down the table to Freeh. “Mister Freeh, I am sorry to hear that you have decided to resign your position. But i didnt smile back i looked at her like she was a deer and i was a leopard ready to attack. with my hand i slammed the door shut. grab her by that long pretty hair pulled it back and started sucking on her neck and throat, my other hand was deep inside the crack of her ass, and then finger fucking her pussy. all of this while in the doorway. i whispered in her ear you r going to b punished for those texts you sent me. i then pulled her boyshorts down to her ankles, took my pants down and.