There were several bars and many specialty shops that catered to college kids. And again, we were impressed with just how clean everything was.Shortly...after we crossed University Drive I saw a stand-alone building. The sign above the door said ‘Jeffries and Associates: Architects and Engineering Services, LTD’. We walked in the door and were immediately greeted by a cheerful, petite blonde lady about 35 years old. I introduced myself and asked if I might speak to Al Jeffries. She pushed a. ”“I’ll be fine until lunch, thank you,” I said.“Come Stepa,” Tanya said, “we’re going to Smithsonian today. I wish to see exhibits. Have you been?”“In 1974, so about eight years ago. I was only eleven, so I’m sure I will find it much more interesting now.”“Good. We go. Yuri will come with us. We also see Lincoln Memorial and Washington Monument.”“Is Yuri your new bodyguard?” I asked.“He is member of security team, but part of diplomatic protection group, not KGB. Usually, I have woman. Both of your hands land hard, with a loud crack against my ass, gripping tightly, you pull me roughly against your face. The stubble of your facial hair nip into my skin, your tongue burying itself into my hole without mercy. Lashing into me like you would your cock, I slowly rock back and forth, riding against you the best I can, as you keep your grip tight on my bum. Noticing your cock is dripping pre-cum, I lean down, taking only your head back into my mouth, I begin to suck on it. Tasting. She would let her mind go to the edges of what was deemed acceptable, but afterwards would feel nothing but guilt. With Brad it was different. He allowed her to be herself, to accept herself, kinks and all. After work she went straight to the boutique on the business card Brad had given her. Excitement was overwhelming and she could not wait. It was a small store in the middle of a strip of shops known for their high prices. She walked in, knowing she must have looked as awkward as she felt..