His eyes locked on hers, and he paused before resuming the vigorous pace from before. She closed her eyes as he moved faster, and moaned when his hand...moved back to brushing against her clit. She felt her body tense as she came close to another orgasm, and he thrust deep inside of her until she came. She struggled to catch her breath as he moved faster, his cock pounding in and out of her wet pussy. His hands found her breasts once again, and he teased and pinched her nipples as her moans grew. ’ ‘Your own time?’ ‘Yes. Officially I’m on leave.’ ‘Does this mean that you are no longer investigating this case?’ ‘Officially, yes.’ ‘Then get out of my house, you’ve no right being here!’ ‘I’ll go, but I want you to think about something. I know that the body is that of Paul Thomas. I have proof of that. The Department wouldn’t give me the time that I need to confirm the cause of death so I’ve taken some leave that was owing to me so that I can continue the investigation.’ ‘What has that to. "I doubt it," the kid said. "I'm forth generation Army. Somehow, none of my family has ever managed to serve during peace time. My family has fought in World War II, Vietnam, and Desert Storm. I'll probably get sent to Afghanistan."Dave nodded his head understanding that there were families with long histories of military service. "I wish you luck." Do you have any advice?"Dave thought about it for a moment. He answered, "Trust no one except for your fellow soldiers." That's the same advice my. David?”“Yes Ma’am.” I replied beginning to worry about how drop-dead gorgeous Sasha and Tina appeared which got my cock stirring.“Ok, Mr. David, showtime. Please drop your pants.” Sasha directed.“What?”“You get one more chance Mr. David, DROP YOUR PANTS.” Sasha demanded.In my head, I thought if this was even legal to ask but needing the job I complied. I unbuckled my pants, undid the clasp, and unzipped letting my pants fall to the floor around my ankles.Sasha used her index finger to beckon.