The names are changed to protect the innocent, but the story is true.After the head of one Three-Letter Agency, a lieutenant general that I shall call...Jeff Ellis, retired, he became CEO of a quite unclassified, but not-for-profit, industry research organization. My role included being his traveling technical adviser, and something of a court jester. In all seriousness, I like him very much, and learned a great deal from him. He was a policy and command person, not especially technical, and we. But I'm going to miss that tongue of yours." I kissed the top of her head, ran my hands through her silky red-brown tresses. The fact that I managed to stop myself short of telling her that I'd miss her too struck me as a great victory. But simply knowing that I would was all kinds of demoralizing. Why couldn't I bring myself to hate this woman? Sure, I experienced greater physical pleasure at her hands, and mouth and other holes, than most any other woman could show me. But was that really. An other point about the changes caused by this game is that (outside of Discord effects) will only change a single aspect in the affected player and keep changes to the timeline to a minimum when possible, this means that if a genious doctor will retain their tytle and their accomplishments even if they turn into an an idiot from the effects of a card, as for how could that happen it could be just dumb luck or perhaps the new trait has somehow helped reach the same point through diferent. Again, he gave her a few seconds to relax before continuing to fuck her. He was pounding away at her, smacking her ass occasionally, and very much enjoying the view. After all that had happened in the last hour or two, it was relaxing. Then, like before, he started to feel puckish. He began by sliding a finger into her ass, something he knew she loved. She would begin moaning at a higher key and it drove him wild. “Tell me your ass is mine,” he said. “I need you in my ass,” she responded. .