“Uh… H-Hello? Wh-” Before he could speak, the hand moved up to his mouth, covering it. Another hand came in front of the things face, shushing h...m. Now with a better view, he took in what he could of this monster. It stood at about seven feet, at least. It was covered in black fur with red fur scattered at various points. And it had… Breasts? Large ones at that. A long tongue gently rubbed against his cheek, then slithered into his ear. Matt squirmed, which drew what seemed to be some chuckles. Naughty man!Me: I add a second finger as a pleasurable punishment.She: I lean my head back and moan as your fingers curl. Mmm… You just hit the spot inside me that has me weak in the knees.Me: Good.She: Please get inside me, Adonis. I can’t wait anymore.Me: Of course. I move my mouth to your slick opening and plunge my tongue inside you. My fingers trace circles on your inner thighs, teasing you.She: You know that’s not what I meant.Me: Then you’ll have to be more specific. But until then, I. The fire department had fans they were using to move the smoke residue out of the area, for whatever little good they did.I went to the meeting room where we held the NSA meetings in to start the day’s briefings. The Secret Service still was not comfortable with me using the White House or living quarters until every room was aired out and tested again.First was Frank with the CIA reports and new photographs from the satellites. They showed the Iranians were still adding weapons and materials. I drew my pistol and pulled the trigger. I held the trigger down and used my other hand like I was "fanning" the hammer. Bullets poured out and I wiped out the entire contingent of bullies in only a few seconds. I didn't stop to think that each body was going to have enough bullet holes that, when added up, were going to total 50 or 60. That fully automatic .50 caliber pistol was truly a machine pistol that never ran out of ammunition, so nobody with a regular single-action revolver could stand.