"Why did you stop?" She asked me after a while, and I still hadn't moved."I don't want to hurt you," I replied."We need to get this done with. Do you ...ant me to kiss you again?" Her voice was soft, but not quite emotionless."Only if you want—" I was cut short as her lips met mine, and her two tongues snaked into my mouth. I started to move my hips, and was thankful for how wet she was, because she was tighter than I had thought possible. Her inner muscles seemed to grip my cock with a strangle. Of course, I complied. Tim got on his knees, pushed up my skirt, pulled my panties down and spread my legs. He pulled me to the edge of the couch and started licking my pussy. I almost dropped the phone. I had to quickly change the phone sex fantasy to Bill performing oral sex on me so I could disguise the moans that Tim was causing me to make. I could hear Bill making licking sounds and trying to sound sexy. I ignored him and concentrated on what Tim was doing to send me into orbit. I had my. ”“Nein, that was not a ten!” Waldheim declared.“More like a six than a nine,” Miller laughed. “What an idiot!”The Camera cut away and returned as night fell. A red fox was gnawing on a human leg bone while a Rotweiller was eating a lump of flesh. Two soldiers were taking it in turns tossing Abdul’s head through a basketball hoop.An Arab appeared from a wooden shed. “Hey!” he shouted. “What are you doing?”There was a muffled crack as the five pounds of semtex hidden up his ass exploded blowing. I had envisioned working at a large bank (like the one that I now owe asizable fortune) working in high finance. But the best offer I got wasfor an entry level banker. However, thanks to a referral from myparents, I did find a much better paying job at an advertising agencyin the HR department working with their retirement plan. I was in theprocess of looking for an apartment somewhere near my work so I couldstop commuting the forty-five miles from my parents house everyday.Then that bank.