.!"Jason smacked my ass hard and shoved his flaccid penis in my face. "No, you're just the girl with the really great ass who's about to get a really ...ood dicking." What?" I gasped.Jason grabbed my head and put my mouth over his dick before I could say anything else."Mm! Mmm mm!" I tried to pull my head away, but Jason held it there, with my lips wrapped around his soft cock."You know what to do." Mm mmm!" I tried to protest as I resisted the urge to suck."Go on, do it."I hesitated. I swallowed. The death of that old man breaks the trail.”“Da, that is correct. Leonid was the last to know, and he is dead. That ends the Russian connection. We had great hopes that more could be learned from the old files, but sadly... and we lost a good operative to learn this ... it seems that someone realized how dangerous those files were and ordered all but the most vague references destroyed.”Pietor Grovischenk sat facing Michael and Dee’rah in Michael’s embassy office. He’d arrived that morning to. It's one of those things that is too easily put off if you don't force yourself to do it. So force myself I did; I used every one of the machines in the basement, finishing up on the treadmill as I always did. When I was finished I was huffing, puffing and sweaty; just what a good workout is supposed to do.I heard an army of footsteps upstairs; knowing the girls were home I went up to a festive atmosphere. The word was out that Dan Blueburg was history, seems a lot of girls had a very low. Bayonetta hadpicked out a sleek, yet traditional combination of black jacket and dresspants to complement his white, button down shirt. The small, black bow tiecompleted the image, his transformation from filthy sex slave to gentlemendinner companion complete. He adjusted his tie and fastened his jacketsmoothly around his midsection as he waited for Bayonetta to finishgetting ready. He put his right hand in his pocket and posed like aplayboy, putting on his most dashing smile. It wasn't long.